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206. OH for a closer walk with God, Return, O Holy Dove, return, A calm and heavenly frame;
Sweet messenger of rest! A light, to shine upon the road
I hate the sins that made Thee mourn, That leads me to the Lamb!
And drove Thee from my breast. What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd ! The dearest idol I have known, How sweet their memory still !
Whate'er that idol be,
And worship only Thee.
Calm and serene my frame;
That leads me to the Lamb.
Of all who seek their home above,
The cloud of Thy protecting love ;
We shall not in the desert stray;
We shall not lack in all our way;
208. THOU art the Way,—to Thee alone
From sin and death we flee; And he who would the Father seek,
Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee.
True wisdom can impart ;
And purify the heart.
Proclaims Thy conquering arm;
Nor death nor hell shall harm.
Grant us that way to know,
Whose joys eternal flow.