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