Come, Thou Fount Of Every Blessing
1. Come, Thou Fount of ev-'ry bless-ing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mer-cy, nev-er ceas-ing, Call for songs of loud-est praise. Teach
me some me-lo-dious son-net, Sung by flam-ing tongues a-bove, Praise the
mount, I'm fixed up-on it, Mount of Thy re-deem-ing love.
2. Hith-er-to Thy love has blest me; Thou hast brought me to this place; And
I know Thy hand will bring me Safe-ly home by Thy good grace. Je-sus
sought me when a strang-er, Wan-dering from the fold of God; He, to res-
cue me from dang-er Bought me with His pre-cious blood.
3. Oh, to grace how great a debtor, Daily I'm constrained to be! Let Thy
goodness as 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, oh, take and
seal it, Seal it for Thy courts above.
