Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

"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."

 

Traditional American melody from John Wyeth's Repository of Sacred Music, 1813

Text by Robert Robinson, adapted by Maragret Clarkson


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"Every song that I write comes from my own personal experience.  i believe the role of an artist is to interpret reality through a system of beliefs and a long-term seeking of truth, in your own life and in the world at large."  Dan Folgelberg

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