August - Come Thou Fount
Updated: Sep 8, 2022
I seem to have skipped a month, but I won’t make any excuses! This month I want to share the lyrics of an older but fantastic hymn, Come Thou Fount. I love singing this hymn of praise to our God who is so good to us.
1. 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.
2. Here I find my greatest treasure;
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.
3. Oh, 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.
About the Author
Robert Robinson was born in the prosperous town of Swaffham, Norfolk, in 1735. Robert’s father died while Robert was still young, but an uncle paid for Robert’s schooling. At the age of fourteen, Robert took up an apprenticeship as a hairdresser in London, but kept up with his reading and studying of the Bible.
After hearing the preaching of George Whitefield in 1752, Robert accepted Christ as his Savior.
About six years later, he became a pastor in Norwich, then in Cambridge- a ministry he continued for the rest of his life.
A Few Thoughts...
The imagery in this hymn is fantastic! What a great picture the fount presents.
According to Webster’s 1828 Dictionary, the word “fount” means “A spring, or source of water.” Christ is our source of joy, our source of blessing, and our reason to sing! From His loving heart flow the “never-ceasing streams of mercy”, which “call for for loudest praise!” What beauty is hidden in this depth-filled text. Let us praise God for the mercy that He pours on us from His ever-springing fount of blessing.