O 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, O take and seal it, seal it for thy courts above
Come Thou Fount, David Crowder
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Come Thou Fount
Listening to David Crowder's version of this song this morning and these lyrics really struck me:
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Nice. Thanks for ruining it for me... I'm going to forget you mentioned that.
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