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

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