I cannot offer enough thanks to my God for the cross, the tomb and His victory over death. "O to grace how great a debtor, daily I'm constrained to be." Amen and amen!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.
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.
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let that grace now 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, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
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4 comments:
Singing along...definitely one of my favorites!
Great, great song! Love to find another hymn lover!
Beautifully said!!! There is nothing like reading the thought provoking words of our hymns!!! Blessings,
Buffi
This is one of my favorite songs. Thank you for sharing these beautiful words.
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