From the Greenwich Bible Study luncheon, April 27, 2016.  Audio only here.

COME THOU FOUNT Robert Robinson, 1757

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 And I hope by Thy good pleasure Safely to arrive at home

Jesus sought me when a stranger Wandering from the throne of God He to rescue me from danger Interposed His precious blood

Oh, to grace how great a debtor Daily Im constrained to be Let that grace now, like a fetter Bind my wandering heart to Thee

Prone to wander, Lord I feel it Prone to leave the God I love Heres my heart, oh, take and seal it Seal it for Thy courts above