that stormy From every wind blows

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