Thou lovely source of true delight that I unseen adore
Unveil thy beauties to my sight that I might love Thee more
Oh that I might love Thee moreThy glory o're creation shines yet in thy sacred word
I read in fairer, brighter lines my bleeding dying Lord
See my bleeding, dying LordTis here whene're my comforts droop and sin and sorrows rise
Thy love with cheering beams of hope my faining heart supplies
My fainting heart supplies
And ah too soon the pleasing scene is clouded o're with pain
My gloomy fears rise dark between and I again complain
Oh and I again complainJesus, my lord, my life, my light, oh come with blissful ray
Break radiant through the shades of night and chase my fears aways
Won't you chase my fears away
Then shall my soul with rapture trace the wonders of Thy love
But the full glories of Thy face are only know above
They are only known aboveO Come let us adore
My bleeding dying Lord
