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From Every Stormy Wind That Blows
Misc Praise…
[Verso 1]
From ev-'ry storm-y wind that blows,
From ev-'ry swell-ing tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure re-treat--
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'Tis found be-neath the mer-cy seat.
[Verso 2]
There is a place where Je-sus sheds
The oil of glad-ness on our heads,
A place than all be-sides more sweet--
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It is the blood-bought mer-cy seat.
[Verso 3]
There is a scene where spir-its blend,
Where friend holds fel-low-ship with friend;
Tho sun-dered far, by faith they meet
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A-round one com-mon mer-cy seat.
[Verso 4]
Ah! whi-ther could we flee for aid
When tempt-ed, des-o-late, dismayed,
Or how the hosts of hell de-feat,
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Had suf-f'ring saints no mer-cy seat?
[Verso 5]
Ah! there on ea-gle wings we soar,
And sin and sense mo-lest no more;
And heav'n comes down our souls to greet,
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While glo-ry crowns the mer-cy seat.