Text: | Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing |
Author: | Robert Robinson, 1735-1790 |
Tune: | NETTLETON |
Media: | Audio recording |
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.
While the hope of endless glory
fills my heart with joy and love,
teach me ever to adore thee;
may I still thy goodness prove.
2 Here I raise my Ebenezer:
"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,
wand'ring from the fold of God;
he, to rescue me from danger,
interposed his precious blood.
3 Oh, 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, oh, take and seal it;
seal it for thy courts above.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Come, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing |
Title: | Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing |
Author: | Robert Robinson, 1735-1790 (alt.) |
Meter: | 8 7 8 7 D |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 2006 |
Topic: | Grace, Faith; Pentecost, Holy Spirit; Commitment, Discipleship(1 more...) |
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Name: | NETTLETON |
Meter: | 8 7 8 7 D |
Key: | D Major |
Source: | J. Wyeth, Repository of Sacred Music, Part II, 1813 |