Come Thou Fount

Tuesday, June 11

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, oh take and seal it, seal it for thy courts above. 


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