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 God's unchanging 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. Oh, to grace how great a debtor daily I'm constrained to be. Let Thy grace now like a fetter, guide my yielding 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. Ooooooooooooooooooo