Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing en Jars Of Clay

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 ab-ove

Praise his name I’m, fixed upon it
Name of god’s redeeming love

(O-h oh)

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 l-ove

Here’s my heart, oh take and seal it
Seal it for thy courts above