XLIII. Grateful Recollection

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 sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above:
Praise the mount — O fix me on it,
Mount of God's unchanging love.

2 Here I raise mine 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 save my soul from danger,
Interpos'd with precious blood.

3 O! to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrain'd 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 from thy courts above.

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First Line: Come, thou fount of every blessing
Title: Grateful Recollection
Language: English
Publication Date: 1790
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