Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Hymn text written by Robert Robinson (1735-90)

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.

O to Grace how great a debtor daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, 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, O take and seal it; Seal it for Thy courts above.

“In Him you also trusted after you heard the word of truth, the Gospel of your salvation; in whom also, having believe, you were sealed with the Holy Spirit of promise, Who is the Guarantee of our inheritance until the redemption of the purchased possession, to the praise of His Glory.” Ephesians 1:13-14