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
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it
Mount of God’s redeeming love.
Here I raise my Ebenezer:
Hither by Thy help I’m come,
and I trust 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
Bought me with His precious blood.
O to grace, how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy 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, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above!
Oh that day, when free from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face,
Full arrayed in blood-washed linen,
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace!
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Bring Thy promises to pass,
For I know Thy power will keep me
Till I’m home with Thee at last!