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Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing - Hymnary.org
Display Title: Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing First Line: Come, Thou Fount of every blessing Tune Title: [Come, Thou Fount of every blessing] Author: E. Margaret Clarkson; Robert Robinson Scripture: 1 Samuel 7:12; Psalm 68:19 Date: 1980 Subject: God | Love and Mercy
Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing > Lyrics | Robert Robinson
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. Here I raise my Ebenezer: Here by Thy great help I’ve come;
Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing - Wikipedia
"Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing" is a Christian hymn written by the pastor and hymnodist Robert Robinson, who penned the words in the year 1758 at the age of 22. [1] [2]
The Story Behind: Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing
Whether or not that stagecoach encounter truly happened, it encapsulates the enduring power of “Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing.” The hymn speaks to the universal Christian experience of joy in salvation, coupled with the ongoing struggle against our sinful nature.
Hymn: Come, Thou Fount of every blessing - hymnal.net
Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wand’ring from the face of God; He, to save my soul from danger, Interposed His precious blood.
Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing - Lyrics, Hymn Meaning and ...
"Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing" is a Christian hymn written by the 18th-century pastor and hymnist Robert Robinson. He penned the words at age 22 in the year 1757.
Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing - Hymnary.org
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 thy help I've come;