<Tr> <Th> Meter </Th> <Td> 8.7. 8.7 </Td> </Tr> <Tr> <Th> Melody </Th> <Td> "Nettleton" by John Wyeth </Td> </Tr> <P> "Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing" is a Christian hymn written by the 18th century pastor and hymnodist Robert Robinson . Robert Robinson penned the words at age 22 in the year 1757 . </P> <P> Come, Thou Fount of every 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 . Sorrowing I shall be in spirit, Till released from flesh and sin, Yet from what I do inherit, Here Thy praises I'll begin; Here I raise my Ebenezer; Here by Thy great help I've come; And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home . Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God; He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed His precious blood; How His kindness yet pursues me Mortal tongue can never tell, Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me I cannot proclaim it well . 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 . O that day when freed from sinning, I shall see Thy lovely face; Clothèd then in blood washed linen How I'll sing Thy sovereign grace; Come, my Lord, no longer tarry, Take my ransomed soul away; Send thine angels now to carry Me to realms of endless day . The original text of the hymn "Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing" </P>

When was come thou fount of every blessing written