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| Text: | Come thou fount of every blessing |
| Author: | R. Robinson |
1 Come, thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing thy praise;
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.
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,
Wandering 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 thy goodness, like a fetter,
Blind 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 from thy courts above.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Come thou fount of every blessing |
| Author: | R. Robinson |
| Publication Date: | 1902 |
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