Come, Thou Fount
Words by Robert Robinson
Music by John Wyeth

1 Samuel 7:12
"Then Samuel took a stone, and set it between Mizpeh and Shen,
and called the name of it Ebenezer, saying, Hitherto hath the LORD helped us."


          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 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,
          Wand'ring 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 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.

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