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