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, Hither by thy help I'm come And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home, 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. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wand'ring from the fold of God, He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed his precious blood, /Prone to wander, Lord I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love./ O to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be! Let they 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.