Text: | Come, thou Fount of every blessing |
Author (Verses): | Robert Robinson (1735-90) |
1 Come, thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Refrain:
Glory, glory, Jesus saves me,
Glory, glory to the Lamb!
O the cleansing blood has reached me,
Glory, glory to the Lamb!
2 Here I raise my Ebenezer,
Hither by thy help I’m come;
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
3 Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed his precious blood.
4 O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to thee.
5 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, Lord, take and seal it,
Seal it for thy courts above.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Come, thou Fount of every blessing |
Author (Verses): | Robert Robinson (1735-90) |
Refrain First Line: | Glory, glory, Jesus saves me |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1986 |
Topic: | The gospel: Witness |