wind stormy blows that From every

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