Come thou fount of every blessing Songtext
von Alex Sharpe

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
Here I raise my Ebenezer
Here by Thy great help, I've 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
Oh, that day when freed from sinning
I shall see Thy lovely face
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How I′ll sing Thy sovereign grace
Come my Lord, no longer tarry
Take my ransomed soul away
Send Thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of...