1 O for a closer walk with God,
a calm and heavenly frame;
a light to shine upon the road
that leads me to the Lamb!
2 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed!
How sweet their memory still!
But they have left an aching void
the world can never fill.
3 Return, O holy Dove, return,
sweet messenger of rest:
I hate the sins that made thee mourn,
and drove thee from my breast.
4 The dearest idol I have known,
whate'er that idol be,
help me to tear it from thy throne,
and worship only thee.
5 So shall my walk be close with God,
calm and serene my frame;
so purer light shall mark the road
that leads me to the Lamb.