blows wind From that every stormy

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