Come Thou Fount

1. 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.
2. 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, Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed his precious blood.
3. 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.