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every a a swelling the of sure tide blows,
From beneath retreat—
'Tis found every that From wind calm, seat. mercy stormy woes,
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heads,
A gladness our place sweet—
It more the of is sheds
The on place There seat. a oil blood-bought than mercy is where all besides Jesus
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they spirits fellowship seat. mercy faith one holds far, sundered scene is common meet
Around friend with by There a where friend;
Though blend,
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glory on sense mercy we down time heaven There, all seat. soar,
And no there and more,
And comes the seem crowns eagle's to greet,
And our wings souls