Common Praise ‎#406

406. Come, thou fount of every blessing

1 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 measure
sung by flaming tongues above;
O the vast, the boundless treasure
of my Lord's unchanging love!

2 Here I find my greatest treasure:
hither by thy help I've 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.

3 O to grace how great a debtor
daily I'm constrained to be!
Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
prone to leave the God I love;
take my heart, O take and seal it,
seal it from thy courts above!

Text Information

• First Line: Come, thou fount of every blessing
• Author: Robert Robinson, 1735-1790
• Meter: 87 87 D
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2000
• Scripture:
  1 Peter 1:19
  ;
  Ephesians 1:13
  ;
  Ezekiel 34:11-12
  ;
  Isaiah 6:1-3
  ;
  John 1:16
  ;
  Luke 15:3-7
  ;
  Romans 8:12
• Topic: Proper 10: Year B

Tune Information

• Name: NETTLETON
• Harmonizer: John Wilson, 1905-1992
• Meter: 87 87 D
• Key: E♭ Major
• Source: American folk melody
• Copyright: Harmony © Oxford University Press