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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

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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 God’s unchanging love!
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.

Text Information

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First Line:
Come, thou Fount of every blessing
Title:
Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
Author:
Robert Robinson (1758)
Alterer:
Martin Madan (1760)
Meter:
8.7.8.7 D
Language:
English
Copyright:
Public Domain
Liturgical Use:
Opening Hymns

Tune Information

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Title:
NETTLETON
Composer:
Anonymous
Meter:
8.7.8.7 D
Copyright:
Public Domain