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.