Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.

Come to the Fountain
All who seek eternal life
Come all who are thirsty
Come and drink, be satisfied

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;

So all who thirst for living water
Bring your empty hearts to Him
Jesus is the Source, the Fountain
Overflowing; you will never thirst again

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace.

With lyrics from the hymn "Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing" by Robert Robinson 1758.

Additional lyrics, music, and arrangement Copyright © 2010 Dawson Cowals.