every that stormy blows wind From

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