Come Thou Fount Songtext
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Come Thou Fount Songtext
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
Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wandering from the fold of God
He, to rescue me from danger
Interposed His precious blood
How His kindness yet pursues me
Mortal tongue can never tell
Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me
I cannot proclaim it well
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be
Let Thy goodness 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, Lord take and seal it
Seal it for Thy courts above
O 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
Oh, I'll sing my song
The grace
Oh, I′ll sing my song
The grace
Oh, I′ll sing my song
The grace
Come, my Lord, do not tarry
Take my ransomed soul away
Come, my Lord, do not tarry
Take my ransomed soul away
Come, my Lord, do not tarry
Take my ransomed soul away
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless days
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
Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wandering from the fold of God
He, to rescue me from danger
Interposed His precious blood
How His kindness yet pursues me
Mortal tongue can never tell
Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me
I cannot proclaim it well
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be
Let Thy goodness 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, Lord take and seal it
Seal it for Thy courts above
O 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
Oh, I'll sing my song
The grace
Oh, I′ll sing my song
The grace
Oh, I′ll sing my song
The grace
Come, my Lord, do not tarry
Take my ransomed soul away
Come, my Lord, do not tarry
Take my ransomed soul away
Come, my Lord, do not tarry
Take my ransomed soul away
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless days
Writer(s): Barry Earl Graul, Bart Marshall Millard, Nathan Fay Cochran, Robin Troy Shaffer, Michael John Scheuchzer, James Philip Bryson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com