stormy every blows From that wind

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