Come Thou Fount

Come thou fount of every blessing

Tune my heart to sing your praise

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

The mount of thy redeeming blood

Oh to grace how great a debtor

Daily I'm constrained to be

Let your 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

Prone to wander, Lord I feel it

Prone to leave the God I love

Prone to hear you and not heed it

Prone to scorn you in your love

Prone to wander

Prone to wander

Oh to grace how great a debtor

Daily I'm constrained to be

Let your goodness like a fetter

Bind my wandering heart to thee

Jesus sought me while a stranger

Wandering from the heart of God

And He to rescue me from danger

Used his own precious blood