🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Come, Thou Fount Of Every Blessing - Brent Brunson

 Come,  fount of every blessing,
  my heart to sing Thy grace;
 Streams of  never ceasing,
 Call for songs of  praise.
 Teach me some  sonnet,
 Sung  flaming tongues above.
 Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon 
 Mount  God’s redeeming love.
 
  I raise mine Ebenezer;
 Hither  Thy help I’m come;
 And I hope, by Thy  pleasure,
 Safely  arrive at home.
 Jesus  me when a stranger,
 Wandering  the fold of God;
  to rescue me from danger,
 Interposed His precious 
 
 O to grace  great a debtor
  I’m constrained to be!
 Let Thy goodness,  a fetter,
 Bind my wandering  to Thee.
 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel 
 Prone to leave the  I love;
 Here’s my  O take and seal it,
  it for Thy courts above.