Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise.
2. Here I'll raise my Ebenezer. Hither by Thy help I'm come ; And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home.
3. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God ; He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed His precious blood.
4. Oh, to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be ! Let Thy grace, Lord, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
5. Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it; Prone to leave the God I love; Here's my heart, oh, take and seal it. Seal it for Thy courts above.