Still another would have to be “Come Thou Fount.” For one, it’s one of the few songs I can sing all the way through. I’ve never been good at remembering the words to songs (just ask Alyson). I’ve always enjoyed the tune and the words. I may be a preacher, but my heart has been just as prone to wandering as any other (see verse 3). The song’s message of grace has always filled me with hope. For whatever reason, this is the song I most often sang over my children when they were infants. On many a dark night, I’ve raised my Ebenezer in an attempt to get a crying baby back to sleep. I’ve sung that song so often to the two of them that whenever they hear it now, they recognize it, smile, and say, “That’s Daddy’s song.”
And so it is.
Come, Though Fount of ev’ry blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise:
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love;
His mercy truly does call for songs of loudest praise. May we, his people, never stop singing.