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Text: | The Mercy-Seat |
Tune: | RETREAT |
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 besides more sweet,--
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
3 There is a scene where spirits blend,
Where friend holds fellowship with friend,
Tho' sunder'd far, by faith they meet
Around one common mercy-seat.
4 There, there on eagles' wings we soar,
And sin and sense molest no more;
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
While glory crowns the mercy-seat.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | From every stormy wind that blows |
Title: | The Mercy-Seat |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1879 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | RETREAT |
Meter: | L. M. |
Key: | C Major |