Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes ‎#88b

88b. Come, Thou Fount of every blessing

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 some melodious measure,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Fill my soul with sacred pleasure,
While I sing redeeming love.

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.

3 O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let that grace, Lord, 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, Lord, take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, Thou Fount of every blessing
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1899

Tune Information

• Name: TRUST
• Composer: Felix Mendelssohn
• Meter: 8s, 7s