Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

By Robert Robinson

Norfolk, England

1758

After young Robert’s father died, his mother had trouble controlling his unruly ways. She sent him as a teen to London so he could learn to be a barber, but drinking and gang-life consumed him. Then, one night, after feeling uneasy about seeing a fortune teller, he stumbled in to hear a preacher. He quickly sobered up as the preacher talked about sin and grace, and soon after surrendered his life to Christ. He became a minister, sometimes writing hymns to go along with his sermons. That is how Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing came to be, his prayer for God’s mercy to flood our hearts, enabling us to forever sing His praise. 

Information drawn from “Then Sings My Soul” by Robert J. Morgan