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.