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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Author: Robert Robinson; Joel A. Erickson Hymnal: Timeless Truths #587 Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Lyrics: 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. Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above; Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it, Mount of Thy redeeming love. 2 Here I’ll raise my Ebenezer; Hither by Thy help I’m come; And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wand’ring from the fold of God; He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed His precious blood. 3 Oh, to grace how great a debtor Daily I’m constrained to be! Let Thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind my feeble heart to Thee. “Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,” Long I cried to be made pure; “Here’s my heart, O take and seal it, Work in me Thy double cure.” 4 Hallelujah! I have found it, The full cleansing I had craved, And to all the world I’ll sound it: They too may be wholly saved. I am sealed by Thy sweet Spirit, Prone no longer now to roam; And Thy voice, I’ll humbly hear it, For Thy presence is my home. Scripture: 1 Samuel 7:12 Tune Title: NETTLETON
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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Author: Robert Robinson; E. Margaret Clarkson Hymnal: Hymns of Faith #28 (1980) Lyrics: 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. Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above; Praise His name--I'm fixed upon it-- Name of God's redeeming love. 2 Hitherto Thy love has blest me; Thou hast bro't me to this place; And I know Thy hand will bring me Safely home by Thy good grace. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God; He, to rescue me from danger, Bought me with His precious blood. 3 O to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be! Let Thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to Thee: Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love; Here's my heart, O take and seal it, Seal it for Thy courts above. Amen. Topics: God Love and Mercy; God Love and Mercy Scripture: 1 Samuel 7:12 Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, Thou Fount of every blessing]
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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Author: E. Margaret Clarkson; Robert Robinson Hymnal: Hymns for the Living Church #28 (1974) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Lyrics: 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. Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above; Praise His name--I'm fixed upon it-- Name of God's redeeming love. 2 Hitherto Thy love has blest me; Thou hast bro't me to this place; And I know Thy hand will bring me Safely home by Thy good grace. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God; He, to rescue me from danger, Bought me with His precious blood. 3 O to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be! Let Thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to Thee: Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love; Here's my heart, O take and seal it, Seal it for Thy courts above. Amen. Topics: Worship Scripture: 1 Samuel 7:12 Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, Thou Fount of every blessing]
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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Author: Robert Robinson Hymnal: Sing Joyfully #82 (1989) Lyrics: 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. Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above; Praise His name--I'm fixed upon it-- Name of God's redeeming love. 2 Here I raise mine Ebenezer; Hither by Thy help I'm come; And I hope, by Thy good pleasure Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God; He, to rescue me from danger, Bought me with His precious blood. 3 O to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be! Let Thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind my wand'ring heart to Thee: Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love; Here's my heart, O take and seal it; Seal it for Thy courts above. Topics: Worship; Aspiration Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, Thou Fount of every blessing]
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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Author: Robert Robinson Hymnal: The Junior Hymnal, Containing Sunday School and Luther League Liturgy and Hymns for the Sunday School #8 (1928) Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, Thou fount of every blessing]
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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Author: Robert Robinson Hymnal: Christian Hymns #11 (1908) Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, Thou Fount of every blessing]
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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Hymnal: The New Jubilee Harp #60 (1885) Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, Thou Fount of every blessing]
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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Hymnal: The New Jubilee Harp #60 (1888) Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, Thou Fount of every blessing]
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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Hymnal: Sacred Songs & Solos #154 (1880) Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, Thou Fount of every blessing]
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Come, Thou Fount

Hymnal: Great Revival Hymns #162 (1911) First Line: Come, Thou Fount of every blessing Lyrics: 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. Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above. Praise the mount—I’m fixed upon it— Mount of Thy redeeming love. 2 Here I raise my Ebenezer; Here by Thy great help I’m come; And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God; He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed His precious blood. 3 Oh, to grace how great a debtor Daily I’m constrained to be! Let Thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to Thee. Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love; Here’s my heart, O take and seal it, Seal it for Thy courts, Thy courts above. Seal it for Thy courts above, For Thy courts above. Seal it for Thy courts above, For Thy courts above. Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, Thou Fount of every blessing]

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