Just a little musical reflection for the start of a new month...even in the midst of fire, flood, terrorism, struggle, and pandemic...for comfort and assurance. May it bless your day.
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 loveHere I raise my Ebenezer
Here by Thy great help I've come
And I hope by Thy good pleasure
Safely to arrive at homeJesus sought me when a stranger
Wandering from the fold of God
He to rescue me from danger
Interposed His precious blood
(Precious blood)Oh, that day when freed from sinning
I shall see Thy lovely face
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How I'll sing Thy sovereign graceCome my Lord, no longer tarry
Take my ransomed soul away
Send Thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless daysOh, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be
Let Thy goodness like a fetter
Bind my wandering heart to TheeProne to wander, Lord I feel it
Prone to leave the God I love
Here's my heart, oh take and seal it
Seal it for Thy courts aboveHere's my heart
Oh take and seal it
Seal it for Thy courts above.
-- Lyrics: Robert Robertson (1735-1790); Tune: Nettleton
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