Verse 1
Come, Thou CFount of every Gblessing, Tune my Fheart to sing Thy Cgrace;
Streams of Cmercy, never Gceasing, Call for Fsongs of loudest Cpraise.
Teach me Csome melodious Gsonnet, Sung by Fflaming tongues Cabove;
Praise the Cmount, I'm fixed uGpon it, Mount of FThy redeeming Clove.
Verse 2
2
Here I Craise mine EbeGnezer, Hither Fby Thy great help I Ccome;
And I Chope by Thy good Gpleasure, Safely Fto arrive at Chome.
Jesus Csought me when a Gstranger, Wandering Ffrom the fold of CGod;
He to Crescue me from Gdanger, InterFposed His precious Cblood.
Verse 3
3
Oh to Cgrace how great a Gdebtor, Daily FI'm constrained to Cbe;
Let Thy Cgoodness, like a Gfetter, Bind my Fwandering heart to CThee.
Prone to Cwander, Lord I Gfeel it, Prone to Fleave the God I Clove;
Here's my Cheart, Oh take and Gseal it, Seal it Ffor Thy courts aCbove.