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Friday, March 26, 2010

Fernando Ortega - Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

This is the single most important song in my life and I can think of no other song for my future son to hear first. The greatest memory in my life so far was at our wedding singing this song with the whole congregation with tears running down mine and Laurette's faces. I am sure this memory will soon be in second place once Jack arrives, but I still cherish that memory. The lyrics in this hymn are simply amazing and honestly bring me to tears every single time I hear it.

The background on this song and the author draws me even closer to it. If you have the time, be sure to check out the author's, wiki page to learn more...because seriously, everything is true on that site right??

It is an interesting tale, but what I love most is his conversion and the songs reflection on the massive scope of God's Grace.

I also love the story of the Ebenezer from 1st Samuel-7. At work I have my own little "Stone of Help" on my desk and it has always been a comfort for me during stressful times.

So here it is the first song for little Jack to hear... I have a few different versions I love, but since I don't want my son arriving into this world in skinny hipster jeans and galoshes...I decided to skip the Sufjan Stevens version for right now and stick to the plain jane Fernando version.

I promise that not all these posts will be as deep as this one, but you gotta start strong out of the gate, right!

1. 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 God's unchanging love.

2. Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Hither by Thy help I'm 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.

3. O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let that grace now 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.

1 comment:

Claire said...

"...but since I don't want my son arriving into this world in skinny hipster jeans and galoshes..."

You've started strong, indeed. Favorite quote of the whole blog, actually. LOVE IT.

You do realize that in Nashville you are going to have to fight the skinny hipster jeans three times as hard as you would almost anywhere else, right??

So, the Wolves should move to Birmingham.


Miss ya'll, and CONGRATULATIONS on baby Jack's conception, gestation, and impending arrival.