Come, Thou Fount

Tom Fettke

Come, Thou Fount Tom Fettke

1 Verse:
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 His name I'm fixed upon it,
Name of God's redeeming Love.

2 Verse:
Hitherto thy love has blessed me,
Thou hast brought me to this place,
And I know Thy hand will bring me,
Safely home by Thy 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.

3 Verse:
Oh to grace how great a debtor,
Daily I'm constrained to be,
Let Thy goodness like a fetter,
Bind my yielded heart to Thee.

Let me know Thee in Thy fullness,
Guide me by Thy mighty Hand,
Till transformed in Thine own Image,
In Thy Presence I shall stand.

Outro:
Come Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace.
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace.