Text: | From Every Stormy Wind |
Author: | Hugh Stowell (1799-1865) |
Tune: | RETREAT (Hastings) |
Composer: | Thomas Hastings, (1784-1872) |
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;
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.
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?
Text Information | |
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First Line: | From every stormy wind that blows |
Title: | From Every Stormy Wind |
Author: | Hugh Stowell (1799-1865) (1828) |
Meter: | L.M. |
Publication Date: | 1985 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Christan Life: Faith and Trust |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | RETREAT (Hastings) |
Composer: | Thomas Hastings, (1784-1872) (1842) |
Meter: | L.M. |
Incipit: | 34555 43665 71222 |
Key: | B♭ Major |