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572—From every stormy wind

From every stormy wind that blows,

From every swelling tide of woes,

There is a calm, a sure retreat;

‘Tis found beneath the mercy seat

There is a place where Jesus sheds

The oil of gladness o n our heads

A place than all beside more sweet

It is the blood-stain’d mercy-seat

There is a spot where spirits blend,

And friend holds fellowship with friend;

Though sunder’d far, by faith they meet

Around one common mercy-seat

Ah, whither could we flee for aid,

When tempted, desolate, dismay’d?

Or how he hosts of hell defeat,

Had suffering saints no mercy-seat!

There, there on eagle wing we soar,

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And time and sense seem all no more,

And heaven comes down our souls o greet,

And glory crowns the mercy-seat.

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