Luyện nghe bài hát Thou Lovely Source Of True Delight

Thou source of true delight whom I unseen adore
Thy beauties to my sight that I might love Thee more
Oh that I might Thee more

Thy o'er creation shines yet in Thy sacred word
I read in fairer brighter lines my bleeding, Lord
Oh my bleeding, dying

'Tis here my comforts droop and sin and sorrows rise
Thy love with cheering beams of hope my fainting supplies
My heart's supplied

And ah too soon the pleasing scene is clouded with pain
My gloomy fears rise between and I again complain
Oh and I complain

Jesus my Lord, my life, my light, oh come blissful ray
Break radiant through the shades of night and chase my away
Won't you chase my fears

Then shall my soul with rapture trace the wonders of Thy
But the full glories of Thy are only known above
They are known above

Oh let us adore
My bleeding Lord