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.
This hymn, which just might be my favorite, turned out to be “the hymn” of the CLUSA conference I just returned from. (I came home to blooming peonies and freshly-washed children, courtesy of Grandma.) It was written by pastor Robert Robinson when he was only 23 in 1758. The beautiful tune is known as the American folk tune “Nettleton” by pastor Asahel Nettleton of the Second Great Awakening. Here, go ahead and click “play” so you can listen while you read the rest of the post.
I can’t sing it without being moved to tears. I have memories of looking up at my late father while he was singing this in the Baptist church I grew up in. He’d close his eyes while singing with the bright red hymn book open in his hands. As a child, I wasn’t quite sure why he did this. I get it now.
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 fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.
I taught a multi-age homeschool immersion group on Thursday morning over the course of three hours and this hymn was the last thing we did. We talked about the line, “Here I raise my Ebenezer” which comes from 1 Samuel 7:12. Ebenezer is Hebrew for “stone of help”. One of the attendees mentioned that she knew a little boy by the name of Ebenezer. I love that!
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.
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy 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.
To all of you who attended that immersion session, I’d like to say, “Thank you”. Your bright eyes and enthusiasm confirmed a few things in my own heart.