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. 207. 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. A. men |