Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
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1. Come, !ou Fount of ev - ’ry bless - ing; Tune my heart to sing !y grace.
2. Here I raise my Eb - e - ne - zer; Hith - er by !y help I’m come.
3. Oh, to grace how great a debt - or Dai - ly I’m con - strained to be!
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Streams of mer - cy, nev - er ceas - ing, Call for songs of loud - est praise.
And I hope, by !y good plea - sure, Safe - ly to ar - rive at home.
Let !y good - ness, like a fet - ter, Bind my wan - d’ring heart to !ee.
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Teach me some me - lo - dious son - net, Sung by flam - ing tongues a - bove.
Je - sus sought me when a strang - er, Wan - d’ring from the fold of God;
Prone to wan - der, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love.
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Praise the mount; I’m fixed up - on it: Mount of !y re - deem - ing love.
He, to res - cue me from dan - ger, In - ter - posed His pre - cious blood.
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it; Seal it for !y courts a - bove.
!e prophet Samuel set up a great stone as a memorial to remind his people that God had saved them in battle. He called the stone
“Eben-ezer,” or “stone of help.” (See 1 Samuel 7:10–12.)