wind From that blows stormy every

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