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 Jesus sought me when a stranger Wandering from the fold of God He, to rescue me from danger Dying shed His precious blood How His kindness yet pursues me Mortal tongue can never tell Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me I cannot proclaim it well That day when freed from sinning I shall see Thy lovely face Clothed then in blood washed linen How I'll sing Thy sovereign grace Come, my Lord, no longer tarry Take my ransomed soul away Send Thine angels now to carry Me to realms of endless day