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

traditional words by Anne Steele (alt. by Kevin Twit) / music by Kevin Twit / © 1998 Kevin Twit Music.

Behind the Song:
To cover another Anne Steele hymn, Jars’ selected music written by Kevin Twit. It moves through the story of a faithful person longingly saying, “Help my unbelief.” What we sing shapes what we believe. We are transformed by what we find beautiful and true, and Steele’s work exhibits that. Her works underscores language’s inability to fully say what we want to say and the need to turn to art to push our language. “The hymns I’ve grown to love are the ones that are very honest about the fact that there is nothing I can bring, there is nothing that I can do, there’s nothing that I can say that would actually be acceptable as worship,” Dan says. “But God is faithful. His mercies, his grace, that’s what gives us life. Everyday we need to be reminded of those things, and this song covers a wide range of those emotions.” (Jars Of Clay)