Sunday, March 23, 2008

Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing


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.

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!

5 comments:

Rhonda said...

Amen!!

Alana said...

Singing along...definitely one of my favorites!

Mocha with Linda said...

Great, great song! Love to find another hymn lover!

The Young's said...

Beautifully said!!! There is nothing like reading the thought provoking words of our hymns!!! Blessings,
Buffi

The Pikes said...

This is one of my favorite songs. Thank you for sharing these beautiful words.