Jimmy Needham
Come thou fount
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
Here I raise mine Ebenezer;
Hither by thy help I'm 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
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 freed from sinning
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothèd then in blood washed linen
How I'll sing Thy sovereign grace;
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless day