The words of an old hymn come rushing back to me today . . .

There have been three churches which have been foundational to my life Emmanuel United Pentecostal church, Bishop G. N. Brown pastor;  Berean Baptist Church, Rev. Dr. H. L. James, pastor; and Community Bible Tabernacle, (Philadelphia, Pa.,) Bishop W. W. Smith, pastor. It was here that God began His good work in me.

I don't know the Sunday I walked into Berean Baptist Church, to hear a hymn for the first time which become a part of my life, "Come Thou Font of Every Blessing." I've been singing it (not very well) ever since. 

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Refrain:
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of Thy redeeming love.

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;
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.

May these words comfort, and bless your heart today as they did mine.

Love ya,
T.A.B.

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