COME THOU FOUNT OF EVERY BLESSING

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.

1. 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.

2. 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.”

3. 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.

Robert Robinson

Listen:

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