Audrey Assad - Come thou fount

Come Thou ^CFount of every ^Gblessing ^CTune my ^Fheart to ^Gsing Thy ^Cgrace; Streams of ^Cmercy, never ^Gceasing, ^CCall for ^Fsongs of ^Gloudest ^Cpraise Teach me ^Amsome melodious sonnet, Sung by fl^Amaming ton^Ggues abo^Fve. ^GPraise the ^Cmount! I'm fixed u^Gpon it, ^CMount of ^FThy re^Gdeeming ^Clove.

Here I ^Craise my Ebe^Gnezer; ^CHither ^Fby Thy ^Ghelp I'm^C come; And I ^Chope, by Thy good ^Gpleasure, ^CSafely ^Fto ar^Grive at ^Chome. Jesus ^Amsought me when a stranger, Wandering ^Amfrom the ^Gfold of ^FGod; ^GHe, to ^Crescue me from ^Gdanger, ^CInter^Fposed His ^Gprecious ^Cblood.

O to ^Cgrace how great a ^Gdebtor ^CDaily ^FI'm cons^Gtrained to ^Cbe! Let thy ^Cgoodness like a ^Gfetter, ^CBind my ^Fwandering ^Gheart to ^CThee. Prone to ^Amwander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to l^Ameave the ^GGod I lo^Fve; ^GHere's my ^Cheart, O take and ^Gseal it, ^CSeal it ^Ffor Thy ^Gcourts a^Cbove.