| Song | Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing |
| Album | Grey Psalter Hymnal II |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing |
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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 Unchanging Love!
Here I Raise My 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 Rescue Me From Danger,
Interposed His Precious Blood.
O To Grace How Great A Debtor
Daily I’m Constrained To Be!
Let That Grace Now, 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.
