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.


There is rest for the weary,
There is rest for you.

Here I’ll raise my Ebenezer,
Hither by Thy help I’m come.
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.


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