MHB 535 – FROM every stormy wind that

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1: 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.

2: There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads,
A place than all beside more sweet;
It is the blood-stained mercy-seat.

3: There is a spot where spirits blend,
And friend holds fellowship with friend;
Though sundered far, by faith they  meet
Around one common mercy-seat.

4: There, there on eagle-wing we soar,
And time and sense seem all no  more;
And heaven comes down our souls  to greet,
And glory crowns the mercy-seat.