A Verse for Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

(Original verses by Robert Robinson, 1735-90)


Sing to God, how great a lover,
Come to rescue wandering souls.
Fill your hearts with gentle laughter,
Claim the promises of old.
Drink of grace a peace abiding,
Sweet communion in the storm.
Find in God a friend forever
Held in everlasting arms.

 

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