Hymns for a Pilgrim People ‎#19

19. Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

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 ev'ry blessing
• Title: Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
• Author: Robert Robinson, 1735-1790
• Meter: 8.7.8.7 D
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2007
• Scripture:
  1 Samuel 7:12
  ;
  Proverbs 10:22
• Topic: Adoration and Praise; God the Father; Obedience; Prayer / Petition; Redemption

Tune Information

• Name: NETTLETON
• Meter: 8.7.8.7 D
• Key: E♭ Major
• Source: Traditional American Melody; John Wyeth's Repository of Sacred Music, Part II, 1813