| Text: | Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing |
| Adapter: | E. Margaret Clarkson |
| Author: | Robert Robinson |
| Tune: | [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 His name--I'm fixed upon it--
Name of God's redeeming love.
2 Hitherto Thy love has blest me;
Thou hast bro't me to this place;
And I know Thy hand will bring me
Safely home by Thy good grace.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Bought me with His precious blood.
3 O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, 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 | |
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| First Line: | Come, Thou Fount of every blessing |
| Title: | Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing |
| Author: | Robert Robinson |
| Adapter: | E. Margaret Clarkson |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1980 |
| Scripture: | ; |
| Topic: | God: Love and Mercy |
| Tune Information | |
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| Name: | [Come, Thou Fount of every blessing] |
| Key: | D Major |
| Source: | John Wyeth's Repository of Sacred Music, 1813 |