Mark Schultz - Come thou fount of every blessing
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CCome Thou CFount of every Gblessing,
Tune my Fheart to Gsing Thy Cgrace;
CStreams of Ammercy, never Gceasing,
GCall for Fsongs of Gloudest Cpraise.
CTeach me Amsome melodious Fsonnet,
CSung by fAmlaming tongues Fabove;
Praise the Cmount! I'm fixed Gupon it,
GMount of FThy reGdeeming Clove.
Here I raise my "Ebenezer"
Hither by Thy help I come.
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.
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Oh, to Dgrace how great a Adebtor,
ADaily GI'm con-sAtrained to Dbe!
DLet Thy Bmgood ness, like a Afetter,
ABind my Gwand'ring Aheart to DThee.
DProne to Bmwander, Lord, I Afeel it,
Prone to Bmleave the AGod I Dlove;
Here's my Dheart, Lord, take and Aseal it,
ASeal it Gfor Thy Acourts a-Dbove.