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Text: | Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing |
Author: | Robert Robinson |
Tune: | NETTLETON |
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,
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 my wandering 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.
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First Line: | Come, Thou Fount of every blessing |
Title: | Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing |
Author: | Robert Robinson (1758) |
Meter: | 8.7.8.7 D |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 2010 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | The Church as Community: Gathering; Commitment; Discipleship(3 more...) |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | NETTLETON |
Meter: | 8.7.8.7 D |
Key: | E♭ Major |
Notes: | Lower key, No. 669 |
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