From blows wind stormy every that

E774
1
wind blows,
From tide seat. every the sure From that found a beneath calm, mercy every retreat—
'Tis swelling woes,
There stormy a is of
2
is sweet—
It heads,
A gladness a all sheds
The Jesus place of is oil place than seat. our on more besides where mercy blood-bought the There
3
There friend;
Though holds by spirits sundered blend,
Where a seat. with mercy friend one common fellowship they meet
Around where is faith scene far,
4
time comes mercy all greet,
And crowns seat. no more,
And wings There, we heaven seem on there down our sense glory to soar,
And souls the and eagle's