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 the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
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Mount of Thy redeeming love.
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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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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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Seal it for Thy courts above.
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Come Thou Fount
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| FFH |
