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123e. Come, thou fount

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 sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise the mount--I'm fixed upon it!
Mount of thy redeeming love.

2 Oh! to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be;
Let that grace, Lord, 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; Lord, take and seal it;
Seal it from thy courts above.

Text Information
First Line: Come, Thou Fount of every blessing
Title: Come, thou fount
Author: Robert Robinson
Language: English
Publication Date: 1879
Notes: Now Public Domain. Key of E.
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