Methodist Hymn and Tune Book ‎#444

444. From every stormy wind that blows

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-bought mercy-seat.

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

4 Ah! whither could we flee for aid,
When tempted, desolate, dismayed?
Or how the hosts of hell defeat,
Had suffering saints no mercy-seat?

5 There, there on eagle 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

• First Line: From every stormy wind that blows
• Author: Canon H. Stowell, 1799-1865
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1917
• Topic: Saints: Fellowship of; Comfort, for mourners; Communion: Of Saints; The Christian Life: Aspiration and Prayer; Prayer: Blessings of; Mourners; Mercy: Seat; Hell: Hosts of

Tune Information

• Name: RETREAT
• Composer: Dr. Thomas Hastings, 1784-1872
• Meter: L.M.
• Key: B♭ Major