Day 27: Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

I hope you are all having a blessed Lord's Day.

No words from me today, just some sweet worship.

Oh, except that I just have to point out that it's my beloved Baylor Bears singing this hymn. ; )

Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Robert Robinson, 1758

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,

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 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.