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T:Come, Thou Fount Of Every Blessing
C:Robert Robinson, 1758                                                                                                  John Wyeth, 1813
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w: 1.~Come, Thou Fount of ev-ery bless-ing, Tune my
w: 2.~Sor-rowing I shall be in spir-it, Till re-
w: 3.~Je-sus sought me when a stran-ger, Wand-ering
w: 4.~O to grace how great a deb-tor Dai-ly
w: 5.~O that day when freed from sin-ning, I shall
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w: heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mer-cy, nev-er
w: leased from flesh and sin, Yet from what I do in-
w: from the fold of God; He, to res-cue me from
w: I'm con-strained to be! Let Thy good-ness, like a
w: see Thy love-ly face; Clothed then in blood washed lin-
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w: ceas-ing, Call for songs of loud-est praise. Teach me ~
w: her-it, Here Thy prais-es I'll be-gin; Here I ~
w: dan-ger, In-ter-posed His pre-cious blood; How His ~
w: fet-ter, Bind my wan-dering heart to Thee. Prone to ~
w: en How I'll sing Thy sov-er-eign grace; Come, my ~
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w: some me-lo-dious son - net, Sung by ~ flam-ing tongues a-
w: raise my Eb-en-e - zer; Here by ~ Thy great help I've
w: kind-ness yet pur-sues ~ me Mor-tal ~ tongue can ne-ver
w: wan-der, Lord, I feel ~ it, Prone to ~ leave the God I
w: Lord, no long-er tar - ry, Take my ~ ran-somed soul a-
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w: bove. Praise the mount! I'm fixed up-on it, Mount of
w: come; And I hope, by Thy good pleas-ure, Safe-ly
w: tell, Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me I can-
w: love; Here's my heart, O take and seal it, Seal it
w: way; Send thine an-gels now to car-ry Me to
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w: Thy re-deem-ing love.
w: to ar-rive at home.
w: not pro-claim it well.
w: for Thy courts a-bove.
w: realms of end-less day.
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