Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing Songtext
von Bob Fitts

Let the river refresh our hearts

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

Oh 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

I′m Prone to wander, Lord I feel it
Prone to leave the God I love
Here's my heart Lord take and seal it
Seal it for Thy courts above
Here's my heart Lord take and seal it, Seal it for Thy courts above