Living Hymns ‎#318

318. Nettleton

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 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 thy God I love,--
Here’s my heart; oh, take and seal it,
Seal it for thy courts above.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, thou fount of every blessing
• Title: Nettleton
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1890

Tune Information

• Name: NETTLETON
• Meter: 8, 7.
• Key: F Major or modal