Come Thou Fount

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.

O 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 love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

This is my favorite hymn. I love the words and think that they reflect my heart. I want to sing the praises of the Lord. He is continually merciful to me. He is gracious, kind, and compassionate. Because of His unending mercy, I have so many reasons to praise Him. I wander, but He is ever gracious to bring me back to Him. This is my prayer back to my Lord. Jesus, You do have my heart. I ask You to take it and make me more life You.