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.

2. Thy glory o’er creation shines

But in Thy sacred Word

I read in fairer, brighter lines

My bleeding, dying Lord,

See my bleeding, dying Lord

3. ’Tis here, whene’er my comforts droop

And sin and sorrow rise

Thy love with cheering beams of hope

My fainting heart supplies,

My fainting heart’s supplied

4. But 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

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

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

Anne Steele (1716-1778)