527 From Every Stormy Wind
[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.
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.
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;
Though sundered far by faith they meet
Around one common mercy seat.
There is a scene where spirits blend
Where friend holds fellowship with friend;
Though sundered far by faith they meet
Around one common mercy seat.
[4]
There there on angel s wings we soar
And earthly cares molest no more
And heaven comes down our souls to greet
And glory crowns the mercy seat.
There there on angel s wings we soar
And earthly cares molest no more
And heaven comes down our souls to greet
And glory crowns the mercy seat.
[5]
Ah! whither should we flee for aid
When tempted desolate dismayed?
Or how the hosts of sin defeat
Had suffering saints no mercy seat?
Ah! whither should we flee for aid
When tempted desolate dismayed?
Or how the hosts of sin defeat
Had suffering saints no mercy seat?