that stormy wind From blows every

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