Thou Lovely Source Of True Delight Lyrics - Jars Of Clay

Thou lovely source of true delight whom I unseen adore 

Unveil Thy beauties to my sight that I might love Thee more 

Oh that I might love Thee more 

Thy glory o'er creation shines yet in Thy sacred word 

I read in fairer brighter lines my bleeding, dying Lord 

Oh my bleeding, dying Lord 

'Tis here whene'er my comforts droop and sin and sorrows rise 

Thy love with cheering beams of hope my fainting heart supplies 

My fainting heart's supplied 

And ah too soon the pleasing scene is clouded over with pain 

My gloomy fears rise dark between and I again complain 

Oh and I again complain 

Jesus my Lord, my life, my light, oh come with blissful ray 

Break radiant through the shades of night and chase my fears away 

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 known above 

They are only known above 

Oh come let us adore 

My bleeding dying Lord