Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing


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Come, thou GFount of every blessiDblessing,
tune my Cheart to sing thy Ggrace;
streams of mGmercy, never ceDceasing,
call for soCsongs of loudest prGpraise.
Teach me Gsome melodious Emsonnet,
sung by fCflaming tongues Gabove.
Praise theGthe mount! I'm fixedDfixed upon it,
mount of Cthy unchanging Glove.

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HerGHere I raise my EbeneDEbenezer;
hither bCby thy help I'm cGcome;
and I Ghope, by thy good plDpleasure,
safely Cto arrive at homGhome.
Jesus sGsought me when a stEmstranger,
wandering Cfrom the fold of GGGod;
he, to Grescue me from daDdanger,
interCinterposed his preciouGprecious blood.

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O to gGgrace how great a dDdebtor
daily CI'm constrained to Gbe!
Let thy Ggoodness, like a Dfetter,
bind my Cwandering heart to Gthee.
Prone to Gwander, Lord, I feel Emit,
prone to Cleave the God I Glove;
here's my Gheart, O take and Dseal it,
seal it Cfor thy courts aGabove.

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La la CLa La, la la lGla...
La La GLa la, La La LDLa la,
La la CLa La, la la lGla...

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Come, thou FounGFount of every bDblessing,
tune my heart tCto sing thy grace; G
streams of Gmercy, never cDceasing,
call for Csongs of loudest Gpraise.
Teach me Gsome melodious Emsonnet,
sung by Cflaming tonguesGtongues above.
Praise the Gmount! I'm fixed Dupon it,
mount of tCthy unchanging lGlove.

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