Text: | Come, Thou Fount |
Author: | Robert Robinson |
Tune: | [Come, Thou Fount of ev'ry 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 His name! I'm fixed upon it!
Name of God's redeeming love.
2 Hitherto Thy love has blest me;
Thou hast bro't me to this place;
And I know Thy hand will bring me
Safely home by Thy good grace.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Bought me with 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,
Wandering from the God I love;
Here's my heart, O take and seal it;
Seal it for Thy courts above.
Amen.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Come, Thou Fount of ev'ry blessing |
Title: | Come, Thou Fount |
Author: | Robert Robinson |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1976 |
Topic: | The Christian Life: Praise; Aspiration; Calls to Worship(3 more...) |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [Come, Thou Fount of ev'ry blessing] |
Key: | D Major |
Source: | Traditional American Melody |