Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing

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

Jesus sought me when a stranger

Wandering from the fold of God

He, to rescue me from danger

Dying shed His precious blood

How His kindness yet pursues me

Mortal tongue can never tell

Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me

I cannot proclaim it well

That day when freed from sinning

I shall see Thy lovely face

Clothed then in blood washed linen

How I'll sing Thy sovereign grace

Come, my Lord, no longer tarry

Take my ransomed soul away

Send Thine angels now to carry

Me to realms of endless day