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BOUNDLESS GRACE




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 measure,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
O the vast, the boundless treasure,
Of my Lord's unchanging love!


Here I raise my Ebenezer,
Hither by Thy help I'm 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.


Not alone hath grace redeemed me,
Bought me with Christ's precious blood,
Sought me out when I, a stranger,
Wandered from the fold of God;


But beyond this great salvation
God hath shown me wondrous grace--
Called me with a heavenly calling,
Ever to behold his face.


O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.


I will tread the way appointed,
Rough and thorny though it be;
In the steps of thine Anointed;
'Tis my privilege, I see.


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 from Thy courts above.


O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace;


Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Take my ransomed soul away;
Send thine angels now to carry
Me to realms of endless day.


---Alternative verses---


Come, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing,
Tune my heart to sing thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise,


Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to save my soul from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.


Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,
Mount of God's unchanging love.


O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let that goodness, like a fetter
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.


Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to grieve the One I love:
Yet Thou, Lord, hast deigned to seal it,
With Thy Spirit from above.


Rescued thus from sin and danger,
Purchased by the Saviour's blood,
May I walk on earth a stranger,
As a son and heir of God.


Teach me some melodious measure,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
O the vast, the boundless treasure,
Of thy free, unchanging 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.


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.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 7 8 7
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1758,1759
      Bible Refs: 1 Sa 7:12;
      MUSIC
      Name: NETTLETON
      Meter: 8 7 8 7 D
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1813
        SCORE PREVIEW
        score
        ALTERNATIVE TUNES
        Name meter
        8 7 8 7
        8 7 8 7 D
        8 7 8 7
        8 7 8 7
        8 7 8 7 D
        8 7 8 7
        8 7 8 7 D
        8 7 8 7 D
        8 7 8 7 D
        8 7 8 7 D
        8 7 8 7 D
        8 7 8 7 D
        8 7 8 7 D
        8 7 8 7
        8 7 8 7 D

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