Come thou fount of every blessing
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Tune my heart to sing Thy grace
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Streams of mercy, never ceasing
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Call for songs of loudest praise
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Teach me some melodious sonnet
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Sung by flaming tongues above
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Praise His name! I'm fixed upon it
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Name of God's redeeming love
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Hither to thy love has blest me
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Thou has brought me to this place
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And I know thy hand will bring me
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Safely home by thy good grace
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Jesus sought me when a stranger
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Wandering from the fold of God
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He to rescue me from danger
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Bought me with his Precious blood
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O to grace how great a debtor
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Daily I¡¯m constrained to be!
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Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
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Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
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Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
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Prone to leave the God I love;
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Here¡¯s my heart, O take and seal it,
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Seal it for Thy courts above.
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Come, Thou Fount Of Every Blessing (º¹ÀÇ ±Ù¿ø °¸²ÇÏ»ç)
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Fernando Ortega |