Come, Thou fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise
While the hope of endless glory
Fills my heart with joy and love
Teach me ever to adore Thee;
May I still Thy goodness prove
Here I raise my Ebeneezer
Hither by Thy 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, 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, oh, take and seal it
Seal it for Thy courts above
Oh, that day when freed from sinning
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in the blood washed linen
How I'll sing Thy wondrous grace!
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send Thine angels soon to carry
Me to realms of endless day