Wednesday, November 28, 2012

COME THOU FOUNT: Original lyrics by Robert Robinson (1758); Page CXVI version (2009)



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 sonnet
Sung by flaming tongues above
I'll praise the mount I'm fixed upon it
Mount of thy redeeming love

Here I raise my Ebenezer
Hither by thy help I come
And I hope by thy good pleasure
Safely to arrive at home

Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wondering from the fold of God
He, to rescue me from danger
Interposed His precious blood

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,
       prone to leave the God I love
Here's my heart, O take and seal it,
       seal it for thy courts above

I am bound for the kingdom
       Won't you come with me

Hallelujah we sing

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