In Ephesians 5:15-21, we are given directions on how to properly live as Christians. One of these is to sing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody to the Lord with your heart.
Each Monday, I share a song from history or present day that present a high view of God, praise Him, and teaches solid doctrine.
“Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing” has an interesting phrase that is not a common term we use today. In the song, we sing, “Here I raise mine Ebenezer.” If you are like me, you immediately think of Ebenezer Scrooge from Charles Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol.” But this has nothing to do with greed or money, but it is a word we should look more deeply into.
As I have pointed out before, the word “ezer” is the same word that we find in Genesis 2 that is often translated as “help meet.” This is the role that God created for woman in the Garden of Eden. However, we see this word pop up throughout the Old Testament, as well. In every other occurrence in the Old Testament, this word is used to describe God helping and saving His people.
The word “eben” means “stone” or “rock.” Put together, the word “ebenezer” means “stone of help.” In 1 Samuel 7:12, we read, “Then Samuel took a stone and set it between Mizpah and Shen, and named it Ebenezer, saying, ‘Thus far the Lord has helped us.’”
So, in this song, when it says, “Here I raise mine Ebenezer,” we are making a verbal monument in honor of how God has rescued us. Here I testify, I claim, I profess the the help my God has shown me. If it had not been for His help, I would not be the person I am today, I would not be here, I would be lost and without hope.
Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
by Robert Robinson (1758)
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 redeeming love.
Here I raise mine 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 Thy grace, Lord, 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, Lord, take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
If you enjoyed this post, you may also be interested in my other posts of Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs.