H-420O Thou Fount Of Every Blessing

O Thou Fount of ev'ry blessing,

Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;

Streams of mercy, never ceasing,

Call for songs of loudest praise;

Teach me ever to adore Thee;

May I still Thy goodness prove;

While the hope of endless glory,

Fills my heart with joy and love.

Here I raise my Ebenezer:

Hither by Thy help I've come;

And I hope by Thy good pleasure

Safely to arrive at home;

Jesus sought me when a stran-ger,

Wand'ring from the fold of God;

He to rescue me from danger

Interposed His precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtor

Daily I'm constrained to be!

Let Thy goodness like a fetter

Bind my wand'ring heart to Thee;

Never let me wander from Thee,

Never leave the God I love;

Here's my heart, O take and seal it,

Seal it for Thy courts above.