Come Thou Fount - Mercy Me

Come thou fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing thy grace
Streams of mercy never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet
Sung by flaming tongues above
Praise the mount I'm fixed upon it
Mount of thy redeeming love

Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wandering from the fold of God
He, to rescue me from danger
Interposed his precious blood.
How his kindness yet pursues me
Mortal tongue can never tell
Clothed in flesh till death shall loose me
I cannot proclaim it well

O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be
Let thy goodness, like a fetter
Bind my wandering heart to thee
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it
Prone to leave the God I love
Here's my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for thy courts above

O that day when free from sinning
I shall see that lovely face
Clothen in my blood washed linen
How I'll sing thy sovereign grace
Lord I'll sing my song of grace
I will sing my song of grace
I will sing my song of grace