Thurlow Weed - Come, Thou Fount of every blessing - текст песни (слова)

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'll raise my Ebenezer;
 Hither by Thy help I'm come.
 And I hope, by Thy good measure,
 Safely to arrive at home.
 Jesus sought me when a stranger 
 Wand'ring from the fold of God;
 He, to rescue me from danger,
 Interposed His precious blood.