Come Thou Fount (I Will Sing) - Chris Tomlin
Written by：Traditional
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 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
How your kindness yet pursues me
How your mercy never fails me
Till the day that death shall loose me
I will sing oh I will sing
Oh 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 lord take and seal it
Seal it for thy courts above
How your kindness yet pursues me
How your mercy never fails me
Till the day that death shall loose me
I will sing oh I will sing
How your kindness yet pursues me
How your mercy never fails me
Till the day that death shall loose me
I will sing oh I will sing
Till the day that death shall loose me
I will sing oh I will sing
Prone to wander lord I feel it
Prone to leave the god I love
Here's my heart lord take and seal it
Seal it for thy courts above
Here's my heart lord take and seal it
Seal it for thy courts above