The A.M.E. Zion Hymnal ‎#29

29. Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

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 some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon 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 save my soul from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.

3 O, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let that grace, Lord, 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 from Thy courts above.

AMEN.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, Thou Fount of every blessing
• Title: Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
• Author: Robert Robinson (1757)
• Meter: 8 7 8 7 D
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1999
• Topic: Adoration and praise

Tune Information

• Name: NETTLETON
• Meter: 8 7 8 7 D
• Key: E♭ Major
• Source: J. Wyeth's collection, 1812