Thou Lovely Source of True Delight Jars of Clay

[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2]
Thy glory o'er creation shines yet in Thy sacred word
I read in fairer brighter lines my bleeding, dying Lord
See my bleeding, dying Lord

[Verse 3]
'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

[Verse 4]
And ah too soon the pleasing scene is clouded o'er with pain
My gloomy fears rise dark between and I again complain
Oh and I again complain

[Verse 5]
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

[Verse 6]
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