I had always loved that song but it was the first time I realized that I am a stone of rememberance, my life, my testamony! Some time ago I had realized that raising of hands(I Timothy 2:8) is to testify of His Holiness, not my own. My uplifted hand testifying of the work God has done in my own life and saying He is worthy to be praised!
Come Thou Fount
Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise.
Treach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above;
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 constreained 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.
I praise the Lord for what he's done in my life. Were he's bought me from. Yes, bought, purchused from a life enslaved to sin. There's another song I am reminded of that talks of a Master who bought me and set me free so I chose to willingly serve Him. In kind the Lord does not call us servant but friend!! (John 15:15 - "Henceforth I call you not servants; for the servant knoweth not what his lord doeth: but I have called you friends; for all things that I have heard of my Father I have made known unto you.") God is good!
I'm get off a little bit, but it so easy for one thing to lead into another when I think of my relationship to the Lord.