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Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Key - C/D
Time - 3/4

Verse 1

Come, Thou

Fount of

C/E

every

blessing

C/E

Tune my

heart to

sing Thy

grace;

Streams of

mercy,

C/E

never

ceasing,

C/E

Call for

songs

loudest

praise.

C/E

Teach me

some

lodious son

net,

C/E

Sung by

flam

ing

tongues a

Fm7

bove.

Praise the

mount I'm

C/E

fixed u

pon it,

C/E

Mount of

Thy

deeming

love.

Verse 2

Here I

raise mine

C/E

Eben

ezer;

C/E

Hither

by Thy

help I'm

come;

And I

hope, by

C/E

Thy good

pleasure,

C/E

Safely

rive at

home.

C/E

Jesus

sought

when a stran

ger,

C/E

Wandering

from

the

fold of

Fm7

God;

He, to

rescue

C/E

me from

danger,

C/E

Inter

posed

His

precious

blood.

(Modulate)

Verse 3

O to

grace how

D/F#

great a

debtor

D/F#

Daily

I'm con

strained to

be!

Let Thy

goodness,

D/F#

like a

fetter,

D/F#

Bind my

wande

ring

heart to

Thee.

D/F#

Prone to

wan

F#m

der,

Lord, I feel

it,

D/F#

Prone to

leave

F#m

the

God I

Gm7

love;

Here's my

heart, O

D/F#

take and

seal it,

D/F#

Seal it

for

Thy

courts a

bove.

{c: Verse 1}
[G7]Come, Thou [C]Fount of [C/E]every [G]blessing
[C/E]Tune my [F]heart to [G]sing Thy [C]grace;
[G7]Streams of [C]mercy, [C/E]never [G]ceasing,
[C/E]Call for [F]songs [Dm]of [G]loudest [C]praise.
[C/E]Teach me [C]some [Em]me[F]lodious son[C]net,
[C/E]Sung by [C]flam[Em]ing [F]tongues a[Fm7]bove.
[G7]Praise the [C]mount I'm [C/E]fixed u[G]pon it,
[C/E]Mount of [F]Thy [Dm]re[G]deeming [C]love.

{c: Verse 2}
[G7]Here I [C]raise mine [C/E]Eben[G]ezer;
[C/E]Hither [F]by Thy [G]help I'm [C]come;
[G7]And I [C]hope, by [C/E]Thy good [G]pleasure,
[C/E]Safely [F]to [Dm]ar[G]rive at [C]home.
[C/E]Jesus [C]sought [Em]me [F]when a stran[C]ger,
[C/E]Wandering [C]from [Em]the [F]fold of [Fm7]God;
[G7]He, to [C]rescue [C/E]me from [G]danger,
[C/E]Inter[F]posed [Dm]His [G]precious [C]blood.  [A7](Modulate)

{c: Verse 3}
[A7]O to [D]grace how [D/F#]great a [A]debtor
[D/F#]Daily [G]I'm con[A]strained to [D]be!
[A7]Let Thy [D]goodness, [D/F#]like a [A]fetter,
[D/F#]Bind my [G]wande[Em]ring [A]heart to [D]Thee.
[D/F#]Prone to [D]wan[F#m]der, [G]Lord, I feel [D]it,
[D/F#]Prone to [D]leave [F#m]the [G]God I [Gm7]love;
[A7]Here's my [D]heart, O [D/F#]take and [A]seal it,
[D/F#]Seal it [G]for [Em]Thy [A]courts a[D]bove.

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 mine Ebenezer;
Hither by Thy help I'm come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.  (Modulate)

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.