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 mount I'm fixed upon it:
Mount of thy redeeming 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,
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.

Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wand'ring from the fold of God,
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed his precious blood,
/Prone to wander, Lord I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love./
O to grace how great a debtor Daily
I'm constrained to be!
Let they 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.