Hymns ‎#1001

1001. Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

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.

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,
Wand’ring from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.

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 of Every Blessing
• Author: Robert Robinson (1758, alt.)
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2024
• Scripture:
  1 Samuel 7:7-12
• Notes: Additional scripture from LDS canon: Alma 5:26-27. The prophet Samuel set up a great stone as a memorial to remind his people that God had saved them in battle. He called the stone "Eben-ezer," or "stone of help." (See 1 Samuel 7:10-12.)

Tune Information

• Name: NETTLETON
• Incipit: 32113 52235 65321
• Key: D Major
• Source: American Folk Tune; Wyeth's Repository of Sacred Music, Part Second
• Copyright: Music arr. © 2024 IRI