1 Thou only Source of true delight,
Whom I unseen adore!
Unveil thy beauties to my sight,
That I may love thee more.
2 Thy glory o’er creation shines;
But in yhy sacred word
I read in fairer, brighter lines,
My bleeding, dying Lord.
3 ’Tis here, whene’er my comforts droop,
And sins and sorrows rise,
Thy love with cheerful beams of hope
My fainting heart supplies.
5 But ah! too soon the pleasing scene
Is clouded o'er with pain;
My gloomy fears rise dark between,
And I again complain.
6 JRSUS, my Lord, my Life, my Light,
O come with blissful ray;
Break radiant thro' the shades of night,
And chase my fears away.
5 Then shall my soul with rapture trace
The wonders of Thy love;
But the full glories of Thy face
Are only known above.1 Thou lovely Source of true delight,
Whom I unseen adore!
Unveil Thy beauties to my sight,
That I may love Thee more.
2 Thy glory o’er creation shines;
But in Thy sacred word,
I read in fairer, brighter lines,
My bleeding, dying Lord.
3 ’Tis here, whene’er my comforts droop,
And sins and sorrows rise,
Thy love, with cheerful beams of hope
My fainting heart supplies.
4 Jesus! my Lord, my Life, my Light,
Oh, come with blissful ray;
Break radiant through the shades of night,
And chase my fears away.
5 Then shall my soul with rapture trace
The wonders of Thy love;
But the full glories of Thy face
Are only known above.