African American Heritage Hymnal ‎#175

175. Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

1 Come, thou Fount of ev'ry 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! O fix me on it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.

2 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,
Wand'ring 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 my wand'ring heart to Thee:
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here's my heart, Lord, take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing
• Title: Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
• Author: Robert Robinson, 1735-1790
• Meter: 8 7 8 7 D.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2001
• Scripture:
  Revelation 22:1
• Topic: Jesus Christ: His Blood; Jesus Christ: His Love and Mercy

Tune Information

• Name: NETTLETON
• Meter: 8 7 8 7 D.
• Key: E♭ Major
• Source: Wyeth's Repository of Sacred Music, Pt. II, 1813