blows wind From that stormy every

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