that blows every stormy wind From

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