Text: | Come, thou Fount of every blessing |
Author: | R. Robinson, 1735-1790 |
Tune: | NETTLETON |
Composer: | Asabel Nettleton, 1783-1844 |
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 celestial measure,
Sung by ransomed hosts above;
O the vast, the boundless treasure
Of my Lord'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,
Wandering 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 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!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Come, thou Fount of every blessing |
Author: | R. Robinson, 1735-1790 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1917 |
Topic: | Backsliding: Fear of; Ebenezer; Christ: Blood of(5 more...) |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | NETTLETON |
Composer: | Asabel Nettleton, 1783-1844 |
Meter: | 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7 |
Key: | E♭ Major |