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==General information==
==General information==
Lyricist is [[Robert Robinson]].
Lyricist is [[Robert Robinson]], written in 1758 (see Julian, ''Dictionary of Hymnology'', 1907, p. 252). There are many versions of this hymn; several are shown below.
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*[[Come, thou fount of ev'ry blessing (Thomas Clark)|Thomas Clark]] SATB (v.1 only)
*[[Come, Thou fount of every blessing (William Boyce)|William Boyce]] SATB
*[[Come, thou fount of every blessing (Queenborough) (Thomas Clark)|Thomas Clark, to the tune 'Queenborough']] SATB
*[[Fount (Oliver Holden)|Oliver Holden]] SATB
*[[Come, Thou Fount of every blessing (Thurlow Weed)|Thurlow Weed]] SATB
*[[Come, Thou Fount of every blessing (Thurlow Weed)|Thurlow Weed]] SATB
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==Texts and translations==
 
==Text and translations==
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{{Vs|1}} Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
{{Vs|1}} Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
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And I hope, by Thy good measure,
And I hope, by Thy good measure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger  
Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wand’ring from the fold of God;
Wand’ring from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.
Interposed His precious blood.}}
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:Martin Madan's ''Collection'', 1760
1. 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.
 
2. Here I raise my Ebenezer,
Hither by thine help I've 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 with precious blood.
 
3. O! to grace, how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let that grace, now 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 mine heart — O take and seal it,
Seal it for thy courts above!}}
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==External links==
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Latest revision as of 20:07, 14 November 2020

General information

Lyricist is Robert Robinson, written in 1758 (see Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, 1907, p. 252). There are many versions of this hymn; several are shown below.

Settings by composers

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Text and translations

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1  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!

2  Here I’ll raise my Ebenezer;
Hither by Thy help I’m come.
And I hope, by Thy good measure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wand’ring from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.

 

Martin Madan's Collection, 1760
1. 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.

2. Here I raise my Ebenezer,
Hither by thine help I've 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 with precious blood.

3. O! to grace, how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let that grace, now 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 mine heart — O take and seal it,
Seal it for thy courts above!

 

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