Come Thou Fount

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 Name! I'm fixed upon it,

Name of Thy redeeming love.

Hither to Thy love has blessed me,

Thou hast brought me to this place.

And I know Thy hand will lead me

Safely home by Thy good grace.

Jesus sought me when a stranger,

Wandering from the fold of God;

He, to rescue me from danger,

Interposed 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.

O that day when freed 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 hand will lead me

Till I'm home with Thee at last.

Happy Sabbath to ya'll!