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.