Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing
Come, Thou fount of every 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. 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. Oh, to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be, Let that grace now 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, oh, take and seal it, Seal it for Thy courts above. 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 ransomed soul away, Send Thine angels soon to carry Me to realms of endless day.
Written by: . DP, CHRIS RICE
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