32Come, 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 ever to adore Thee, May I still Thy goodness prove,While the hope of endless glory Fills my heart with joy and love.

Here I raise my Ebenezer, Hither by Thy help I've come,And I hope by Thy good pleasure Safely to arrive at home.Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering 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 Thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind me closer still 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.