1. 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 Sonnett
Sung by flaming tongues above,
Praise the Mount, I’m fixt upon it.
Mount of Christ’s redeeming Love.
2. Sorrowing shall I be in Spirit
Till releas’d from Flesh and Sin,
Yet from what I do inherit
Here thy praises I’ll begin;
Here, I’ll raise my Ebenezer.
Hither, by thy grace I’m come,
So I hope by thy good pleasure
Safely to arrive at home.
3. Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wand’ring from the fold of God,
He to rescue me from danger
Interpos’d his precious blood:
How his kindness yet pursues me
Mortal tongue can never tell.
Cloth’d in flesh, till death shall loose me,
I cannot proclaim it well!
4. Oh! to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrain’d to be,
Let that grace, now, like a Fetter,
Bind my wand’ring Soul 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.
5. Oh! that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see thy lovely face.
Clothed then in blood wash’d Linnen
How I’ll sing thy boundless grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransom’d Soul away,
Send Thine Angel hosts to carry
Me to realms of Endless Day!
6. If Thou ever didst discover
Unto me the promis’d Land.
Let me now the stream pass over,
On the heavenly Canaan stand;
Now destroy whate’er opposes,
Into thine Embrace I’d fly.
Speak the Word, thou didst to Moses,
Bid me, Lord, Come up and Die.