wind blows stormy that every From

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