Come, Thou Fount of Ev'ry Blessing
"Hitherto hath the LORD helped us." - 1 Sam 7:12
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VERSE 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
Teach me some melodious measure
Sung by flaming tongues above;
O the vast, the boundless treasure,
Of my Lord's unchanging love!
VERSE 2
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.
VERSE 3
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee:
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love,
Take my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it from Thy courts above!
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The Redeemed Hymnal - 4th Edition
The hymn book of the The Redeemed Christian Church of God
