From every wind blows that stormy

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