David Crowder Band - Come thou fount

^GCome Thou Fount of every b^Dlessing, Tune my ^Cheart to ^Dsing Thy ^Ggrace; ^GStreams of ^Emmercy, never ^Dceasing, Call for ^Csongs of ^Dloudest ^Gpraise. ^GTeach me ^Emsome melodious ^Csonnet, ^GSung by f^Emlaming tongues ^Cabove; Praise the ^Gmount! I'm fixed ^Dupon it, ^DMount of ^CThy re^Ddeeming ^Glove. ________________________________________ ^GHere I raise my "E^Dbenezer"; Hither b^Cy Thy hel^Dp I'm come;^{G G}And I hope,^Em by Thy good ^Dpleasure, ^DSafely to^C arrive at^D home. ^{G G}Jesus sou^Emght me when a s^Ctranger, ^GWandering^Em from the fold ^Cof God; He, to resc^Gue me from danger,^{D D}Interpose^Cd His ^Dprecious^G blood. ________________________________________ Oh, to ^Ggrace how great a ^Ddebtor, Daily ^CI'm cons^Dtrained to ^Gbe! ^GLet Thy ^Emgoodness, like a ^Dfetter, Bind my ^Cwand'ring ^Dheart to ^GThee. ^GProne to ^Emwander, Lord, I ^Cfeel it, ^GProne to ^Emleave the God I l^Cove; Here's my ^Gheart, Oh, take an^Dd seal it, ^DSeal it f^Cor Thy c^Dourts a^Gbove.

Here's my h^Geart, Oh, take an^Dd seal it, ^DSeal it f^Cor Thy c^Dourts ab^Gove.