Come Thou fount of every blessingTune my heart to sing Thy graceStreams of mercy never ceasingCall for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnetSung by flaming tongues abovePraise the mount, I’m fixed upon itMount of Thy redeeming love.
Here I raise my EbenezerHere by Thy great help I’ve comeAnd I hope by Thy good pleasureSafely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a strangerWandering from the fold of GodHe to rescue me from dangerInterposed His precious blood.
O to grace how great a debtor
daily I’m constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my feeble heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Long I cried to be made pure;
daily I’m constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my feeble heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Long I cried to be made pure;
here’s my heart; O take and seal it.
Work in me Thy double cure.
Work in me Thy double cure.
Hallelujah! I have found it,
The full cleansing I had craved,
And to all the world I’ll sound it,
They too may be wholly saved.
I am sealed by Thy sweet Spirit,
Prone no longer now to roam;
And Thy voice, I’ll humbly hear it,
For Thy presence is my home.
Prone no longer now to roam;
And Thy voice, I’ll humbly hear it,
For Thy presence is my home.