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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
Author: Robert Robinson (1758);
Alterer: Martin Madan (1760)
Tune: NETTLETON
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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
Author: Robert Robinson (1758);
Alterer: Martin Madan (1760)
Tune: NETTLETON
Come, Thou Fount of ev’ry blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Call for songs of loudest praise.
While the hope of endless glory
Fills my heart with joy and love,
Fills my heart with joy and love,
Teach me ever to adore Thee;
May I still Thy goodness prove.
May I still Thy goodness prove.
Here I raise my Ebenezer,
Hither by Thy help I’ve come;
Hither by Thy help I’ve come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wand’ring from the fold of God;
Wand’ring from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.
Interposed His precious blood.
Oh, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be;
Daily I’m constrained to be;
Let that grace now, like a fetter
Bind my wand’ring heart to Thee:
Bind my wand’ring heart to Thee:
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it;
Prone to leave the God I love.
Prone to leave the God I love.
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
Seal it for Thy courts above.
Oh, that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in the bloodwashed linen,
How I’ll sing Thy wondrous grace!
How I’ll sing Thy wondrous grace!
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry;
Take my ransom’d soul away;
Take my ransom’d soul away;
Send Thine angels soon to carry
Me to realms of endless day.
Me to realms of endless day.
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