Come Thou Fount

Come Thou fount of ev'ry blessingTune my heart to sing Thy graceStreams of mercy never ceasingCall for songs of loudest praiseTeach me some melodious sonnetSung by flaming tongues abovePraise the mount I'm fixed upon itMount of God's redeeming loveHere I raise mine EbenezerHither by Thy help I'm comeAnd I hope by Thy good pleasureSafely to arrive at homeJesus sought me when a strangerWand'ring from the fold of GodHe to rescue me from dangerInterposed His precious bloodO to grace how great a debtorDaily I'm constrained to beLet that grace now like a fetterBind my wand'ring heart to TheeProne to wander Lord I feel itProne to leave the God I loveHere's my heart O take and seal itSeal it for Thy courts aboveJohn Wyeth, Robert Robinson;Words: Public Domain CCLI #4580240