Come, thou Fount of every blessing,
tune my heart to sing they grace;
streams of mercy, never ceasing,
call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
sun by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,
mount of they redeeming love.
tune my heart to sing they grace;
streams of mercy, never ceasing,
call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
sun by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,
mount of they redeeming love.
