Come thou fount of every blessing
Come thou fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing they 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.
Here I raise mine Ebenezer;
Hither by thy grace I 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 my wandering 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.
|Skaneateles Creek, Skaneateles, NY|
fills our hearts with His sweet love and grace until we feel we will burst!
We are by nature fighting a constant battle to be with the Lord, trying to overcome our sinfulness. We can only be saved by Grace Alone.
Be thy fount of every blessing for all who invite you Jesus into their hearts today ♥