This is such a great song lyrically and I really like this rendition of it.
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.
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.
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.
One of my profs said the other day “Advent isn’t about Jesus. It’s about the coming of Gods new age of which Jesus is an agent.”
For me, this changes Advent. Advent is always talked about as a time of waiting. However, it’s a different sort of waiting. Jesus, for example, didn’t wait for Gods new age to come. Rather, Jesus was an agent of the coming of the kingdom and I can’t help but believe that the Church is meant to be another agent of the coming of the kingdom. So then, if Advent is about waiting for the coming of Gods new age it is not a “sitting on the couch” kind of waiting. Rather, it is a “get out and act” kind of waiting. An expectant waiting.