that every From wind blows stormy

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