Fount of Every Blessing

God of ev-‘ry gift and blessing, we gather this day

to give You honor, (to give You honor), Our wor-ship and praise!

Come, Thou Fount of ev-‘ry bless-ing, tune my heart to sing Thy grace;

Streams of mer-cy nev-er ceas-ing, call for songs of loud-est praise.

Teach me some me-lo-dious son-net sung by flam-ing tongues above;

Praise His name, I’m fixed up-on it, name of God’s re-deem-ing love.

Here I raise my *Eb-en-e-zer, hith-er by Thy help I’ve come;

(and I hope, by Thy good plea-sure, safe-ly to ar-rive at home.)

Je-sus sought me when a stran-ger wan-d’ring from the fold of God;

He, to res-cue me from dan-ger, bought me with His pre-cious blood.

O to grace how great a debt-or dai-ly I’m con-strained to be!

Let Thy good-ness, like a fet-ter, bind my wan-d’ring heart to Thee.

Prone to wan-der, Lord, I feel it, prone to leave the God I love;

(love, the God I love; prone to leave the God I love;)

Here’s my heart, O take and seal it, seal it for Thy courts a-bove.

God of ev-‘ry gift and bless-ing we gath-er this day to give You hon-or,

(to give You hon-or), Our wor-ship and praise!