O for a closer walk
with God |
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Tune: |
Martyrdom |
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Metre: |
Common Metre |
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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!
Where
is the blessedness I knew
When
first I saw the Lord?
Where
is the soul-refreshing view
Of
Jesus and his word?
What
peaceful hours I once enjoyed!
How
sweet their memory still!
But
they have left and aching void
The
world can never fill.
Return,
O Holy Dove! return,
Sweet
messenger of rest!
I
hate the sins that made thee mourn,
And
drove thee from my breast.
The
dearest idol I have known,
Whate’er
that idol be,
Help
me to tear it from thy throne,
And
worship only thee.
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.
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