Come, O fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing your grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise. Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above; Praise his name– I'm fixed upon it! Name of God's redeeming love. Thus far your love has blessed me, You have brought me to this place; And I know your hand will lead me, Safely home by your good grace. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God; He, to rescue me from danger, Bought me with his precious blood. O to grace how great a debtor, Daily I'm convinced it's true! Let your goodness, like a fetter, Bind my wandering heart to you; 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 your courts above.