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.
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, interposed his precious blood.
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.
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