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 ever to adore thee, May I still thine goodness prove While the hope of endless glory Fills my heart with joy and love 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. Never let me wander from thee Never leave thee God I love Here's my heart, take and seal it, Seal it for thy courts above. Never let me wander from thee Never leave thee, God I love Here's my heart, take and seal it, Seal it for thy courts above.
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