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 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest! I hate the sins that made Thee mourn And drove Thee from my breast. 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. 4 The dearest idol I have known, What-e’er that idol be, Help me to tear it from Thy throne, And worship only Thee.