every wind blows From stormy that

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