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Sunday, January 15, 2006

- Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing-

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 God’s unchanging love.

Here I raise my Ebenezer;
hither by thy help I’m come;
and I hope, by thy good pleasure,
safely to arrive at home.

Jesus sought me when a stranger,
wand’ring from the fold of God:
he, to rescue me from danger,
interposed his precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtor daily
I’m constrained to be;
let that grace now,
like a fetter, bind my wand’ring heart to thee.

Prone to wander—Lord,
I feel it—prone to leave the God I love:
here’s my heart,
O take and seal it, seal it for thy courts above.

posted at 15.1.06 _________________________________________________________________
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