every wind stormy that From blows

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