Hymns to the Living God ‎#253

253. Come, Thou Fount

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 God's unchanging love.

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 Thy goodness, 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, O 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
• Author: Robert Robinson (1758)
• Meter: 8.7.8.7.D
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2017
• Topic: Submission and Profession

Tune Information

• Name: NETTLETON
• Meter: 8.7.8.7.D
• Key: D Major
• Source: John Wyeth's Repository of Sacred Music, 1813