Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

322 (C.M.) William Cowper

Oh, 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!

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 then enjoyed!

How sweet their mem'ry still!

But now I find an aching void

The world can never fill.

Return, O holy Dove, return,

Sweet messenger of rest;

I hate the sins that cause my mourn

And so disturb my breast.

The dearest idol I have known,

Whate'er that idol be,

Oh, come and tear it from its throne,

I'll 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.