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15. Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

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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 Thy redeeming love.

2. 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,
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 Thy grace, Lord, 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, Lord, take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

Text Information
First Line: Come, Thou Fount of every blessing
Title: Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
Author: Robert Robinson
Meter: 8.7.8.7.D
Publication Date: 1991
Scripture:
Tune Information
Name: NETTLETON
Meter: 8.7.8.7.D
Key: E♭ Major
Source: Wyeth's Repository of Sacred Music, Part Second, 1813



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