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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Verse 1

Verse 1

Verse 1

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 ever to adore Thee,

May I still Thy goodness prove,

While the hope of endless glory

Fills my heart with joy and love.

Verse 2

Verse 2

Verse 2

Here I raise mine 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.

Verse 3

Verse 3

Verse 3

O, to grace how great a debtor

Daily I'm constrained to be!

Let thy goodness, like a fetter,

Bind me closer still 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.