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