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Text: | From Every Stormy Wind That Blows |
Author: | Hugh Stowell |
Tune: | RETREAT |
Composer: | Thomas Hastings |
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 Ah! whither could we flee for aid,
When tempted, desolate, dismayed:
Or how the hosts of hell defeat,
Had suff'ring saints no mercy-seat.
5 Ah! there, there on eagle wings we soar,
And time and sense seem all no more:
And heav'n comes down our souls to greet,
While glory crowns the mercy seat.
Amen.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | From every stormy wind that blows |
Title: | From Every Stormy Wind That Blows |
Author: | Hugh Stowell (1828) |
Meter: | L.M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1974 |
Scripture: | ; |
Topic: | Peace: Spiritual |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | RETREAT |
Composer: | Thomas Hastings (1842) |
Meter: | L.M. |
Key: | B♭ Major |