Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing (Arr. Keith McKay Evans)

Come thou fount of every blessing, tune my heart to sing Thy grace. Streams of mercy never ceasing call for songs of loudest praise. (Ooh) Here I raise my Ebenezer, hither by Thy 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. (Sought me when a stranger wandering from the fold of God) (Ooh) 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. (Courts above) Here's my heart, O take and seal it. (Ooh)