O for a closer walk with God
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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! What peaceful hours I once enjoyed! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an 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. |
Ut vadam Deo propius, et sit tranquilla mens; sit et lucerna pedibus ad Agnum me ferens. Qua quondam pace fructus sum! Memoria ut placet! Nunc dolet eius spatium, nec mundus id replet. Iucunda nuntians redi* Columba requiem: invisa scelera mihi fecere te exulem. Me falso praeter te deo si quando credidi, fac istum deici throno et solum te coli. Sic vadam Deo propius, erit tranquilla mens et lux purgata nec minus ad Agnum me ferens. *Quietem nuntians redi, |