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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
- 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 God’s unchanging love. - Here I 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. - O to grace how great a debtor
daily I’m constrained to be;
let that grace now, 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.
Stanza Copyright
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Hymn
429
Scripture Reference
1 Samuel 7:12, Psalm 33:1-3, Matthew 18:10
Tune
Meter
8.7.8.7.D.
Composer Information
Nettleton, Asahel (1825)
- Author: Robinson, Robert (259)