By A Collection of Hymns

      C.M.
      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 Where is the blessedness I knew
      When first I saw the Lord?
      Where is that soul-refreshing view
      Of Jesus and his word?

      3 What peaceful hours I then enjoyed!
      How sweet their memory still!
      But now I find an aching void,
      The world can never fill.

      4 Return, O holy Dove, return,
      Sweet messenger of rest!
      I hate the sins that made thee mourn,
      That drove thee from my breast.

      5 The dearest idol I have known,
      Whate'er that idol be,
      Help me to tear it from thy throne,
      And worship only thee.

      6 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.