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 mine Ebenezer
Hither by Thy help I come
And I hope by Thy good pleasure
Safely to arrive at home
Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wondering 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 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 Lord, take and seal it,
seal it for Thy courts above
This song has always been one of my very favorite hymns. Rarely are my eyes dry when a room full of saints and sinners alike join in sinning these words. The picture of someone in their frailty, someone wandering from their maker, seeing their need for redemption...The Christ pursuit of strangers, his shackles of goodness that bind wandering hearts to himself, his precious blood that rescues us from danger, his seal placed upon us. This song resonates in me, because it sings of the good news of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I pray God would tune my heart to sing of these graces daily, to sing melodious sonnets of his mercies new each morning...
