stormy blows From every wind that

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