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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Author: Robert Robinson, 1735-90 Hymnal: Hymnal Supplement 98 #876 (1998) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D First Line: Come, Thou Fount of ev'ry blessing Lyrics: 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. While the hope of endless glory Fills my heart with joy and love, Teach me ever to adore Thee; May I still Thy goodness prove. 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, Wand'ring 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 that grace now 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, oh, take and seal it, Seal it for Thy courts above. 4 Oh, that day when freed from sinning, I shall see Thy lovely face; Clothed then in the blood-washed linen How I'll sing Thy wondrous grace! Come, my Lord, no longer tarry, Take my ransom'd soul away; Send Thine angels soon to carry Me to realms of endless day. Topics: Commitment; Confession; Confirmation; Last Things Scripture: 1 Samuel 7:3-12 Languages: English Tune Title: NETTLETON

Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Author: Robert Robinson Hymnal: Hymns #1001 (2026) First Line: Come, Thou Fount of ev'ry blessing Lyrics: 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. Scripture: 1 Samuel 7:7-12 Languages: English Tune Title: NETTLETON