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