Sunday, March 20, 2011

Come Thou Fount

A couple years ago I noticed that during every soccer game I'd find myself subconsciously singing these lyrics in my head. This has carried into other aspects of my life. Without thought, when stress enters, so do these words. In this I will always find comfort.


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.

Here I raise my Ebenezer,
Here by Thy great 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 (precious blood).

Oh that day when freed from sinning
I shall see Thy lovely face.
Clothe it then in blood washed linen
How I'll sing thy sovereign grace.
Come my Lord no longer tarry
Take my ransom soul away.
Send Thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless days.

Oh to grace how great a debtor
Daily i'm constraint 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
Oh take and seal it.
Seal it for thy courts above.

Here's my heart
Oh take and seal it
Seal it for thy courts above.



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