23a | Calvary Songs#23b | 23c |
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, 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 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1875 |
Notes: | Public Domain. |