Come Thou Fount

I never knew there was a 5th verse to Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing. It's great:

O that day when freed from sinning,
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Clothed 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.

You can hear a new arrangement of this on Chris Rice's newest CD here.














Jars of Clay has a good arrangement of this song found here.

Sufjan Stevens here.

David Crowder here.