52 Come thou fount
[V1]
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 ever to adore thee,
May I still thy goodness prove,
While the hope of endless glory,
Fills my heart with joy and love.
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 ever to adore thee,
May I still thy goodness prove,
While the hope of endless glory,
Fills my heart with joy and love.
[V2]
Here I raise my 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,
Wand’ring from the fold of God;
He to rescue me from all danger,
Interposed his precious blood
Here I raise my 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,
Wand’ring from the fold of God;
He to rescue me from all danger,
Interposed his precious blood
[V3]
O, to grace how great a debtor,
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let thy goodness like a fetter;
Bind me closer still 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, to grace how great a debtor,
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let thy goodness like a fetter;
Bind me closer still 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.