3. Come, Thou Fount

1 Come, Thou Fount of ev'ry 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 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,
Wand'ring from the fold of God;
He to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.

3 O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrain'd 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.

Text Information
First Line: Come, Thou Fount of ev'ry blessing
Title: Come, Thou Fount
Author: Robert Robinson
Language: English
Publication Date: 2008
Topic: Commitment; Praise; Worship
Tune Information
Name: [Come, Thou Fount of ev'ry blessing]
Composer: John Wyeth
Key: D Major



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