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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

  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 God’s unchanging love.
  2. 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.
  3. 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.
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Scripture Reference
1 Samuel 7:12, Psalm 33:1-3, Matthew 18:10
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