Thursday, December 16, 2010
Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing
Come Thou fount of every blessing tune thy 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 here by thy great help I've 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. Oh that day when freed from sinning I shall see Thy lovely face. Clothe it then in blood washed linen how I'll sing thy sovereign grace. Come my Lord no longer tarry take my ransomed soul away. Send thine angels now to carry me to realms of endless days. Oh to grace how great a debtor daily I'm constrained to be. Let thy goodness like a fetter bind thy 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. Here's my heart O take and seal it, seal it for thy courts above.
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