every stormy that blows From wind

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