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.