From every wind blows that stormy

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