Rejoice in the Lord ‎#449

449. Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

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 measure,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
O the vast, the boundless treasure
of my Lord'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,
wand'ring 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 that grace, Lord, like a fetter,
bind my wand'ring heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
prone to leave the God I love;
take my heart, O take and seal it,
seal it for thy courts above.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, thou Fount of every blessing
• Title: Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
• Author: Robert Robinson (c. 1770, alt.)
• Meter: 8.7.8.7 D
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1985
• Scripture:
  1 Samuel 7:12
  ;
  Matthew 18:12
  ;
  Luke 15:20
  ;
  Luke 15:22
  ;
  2 Timothy 2:19
• Topic: Faith and Aspiration

Tune Information

• Name: NETTLETON
• Meter: 8.7.8.7 D
• Key: E♭ Major
• Source: American folk hymn