wind that blows stormy every From

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