333 Come thou fount of every blessing

p.333

Tune: Family Circle, RE Brown & BF White, 1850

Text: Robert Robinson, 1758 (verses only - chorus interpolated?)

Come, Thou Fount of ev’ry blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.

 Bless the Lord, O my soul! Praise the Lord, O my brother!
Shout and sing, O my sister! Give Him glory, O my father!
And rejoice, O my mother! And we’ll travel on together,
And we’ll join heart and hands for Canaan.

 Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise the mount, O fix me on it,
Mount of God’s unchanging love.

 Bless the Lord, O my soul! Praise the Lord, O my brother!
Shout and sing, O my sister! Give Him glory, O my father!
And rejoice, O my mother! And we’ll travel on together,
And we’ll join heart and hands for Canaan.

Oh, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter,
Bind my wand’ring heart to Thee.

 Bless the Lord, O my soul! Praise the Lord, O my brother!
Shout and sing, O my sister! Give Him glory, O my father!
And rejoice, O my mother! And we’ll travel on together,
And we’ll join heart and hands for Canaan.