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Sunday, July 27, 2008

Sunday's Hymn: Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Come, thou Fount of ev'ry 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 God's unchanging love.

Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Hither by thy help I'm come;
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wand'ring 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 that grace now, like a fetter,
Bind my wand'ring heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here's my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for thy courts above.

Robert Robinson, 1758

4 comments:

Kim from Hiraeth said...

I love this hymn.

It fit so well with this morning's sermon, didn't it?

Ann said...

I love this hymn too Dorothy, it expresses the Lord's faithful shepherding of His children beautifully.

rosemary said...

Take my heart, O take and seal it, seal it for Thy courts above! Amen!

ellen b said...

Another hymn I love to sing. Hope you have a great week Dorothy. Guess what, Karen is spucing up my blog for me. I can hardly wait to see the results. (she did yours, right?)