A Closer Walk

1O, for a closer walk with God!
A calm and heav'nly frame,
A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb.

2Return,
O holy Dove! return,— Sweet Messenger of rest;
I hate the sins that made Thee mourn,
And drove Thee from my breast.

3What peaceful hours I once enjoyed!
How sweet their mem'ry still!
But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.

4The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be,
Help me to tear it from Thy throne,
And worship only Thee.