wind every stormy From blows that

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