Hymnal Supplement 98 ‎#876

876. 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.
While the hope of endless glory
Fills my heart with joy and love,
Teach me ever to adore Thee;
May I still Thy goodness prove.

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,
Wand'ring from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.

3 Oh, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be;
Let that grace now 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, oh, take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

4 Oh, that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in the blood-washed linen
How I'll sing Thy wondrous grace!
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransom'd soul away;
Send Thine angels soon to carry
Me to realms of endless day.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, Thou Fount of ev'ry blessing
• Title: Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
• Author: Robert Robinson, 1735-90 (alt.)
• Meter: 87 87 D
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1998
• Scripture:
  1 Samuel 7:3-12
  ;
  Isaiah 55:1-2
  ;
  John 7:37-39
• Topic: Commitment; Confession; Confirmation; Last Things
• Copyright: Public domain

Tune Information

• Name: NETTLETON
• Meter: 87 87 D
• Key: D Major
• Source: John Wyeth's Repository of Sacred Music, 1813
• Copyright: Public Domain