Text:Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
Author:Robert Robinson
Tune:NETTLETON
Composer:John Wyeth

379. 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 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,
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 now, like 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, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: Come, Thou Fount of every blessing
Title: Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
Author: Robert Robinson (1758)
Meter: 8. 7. 8. 7. D.
Publication Date: 1955
Scripture: ;
Topic: Assurance; Christ: Grace; Commitment (3 more...)
Tune Information
Name: NETTLETON
Composer: John Wyeth (1813)
Meter: 8. 7. 8. 7. D.
Key: E♭ Major



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