every wind From stormy that blows

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