COME, THOU FOUNT OF EVERY BLESSING

Robert Robinson

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 find my greatest treasure
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
Bought me with His precious blood

O, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be
Let Thy goodness 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