437. From Every Stormy Wind That Blows

1 From ev'ry stormy wind that blows,
From ev'ry 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 suffering saints no mercy-seat?

5 There, there on eagle wing we soar,
And sin and sense seem all no more,
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
While glory crowns the mercy-seat.


Text Information
First Line: From ev'ry stormy wind that blows
Title: From Every Stormy Wind That Blows
Author: Hugh Stowell (1828)
Publication Date: 1937
Meter: L. M.
Scripture: ; ; ; ; ;
Topic: Way of Salvation: Faith and Justification; Mercy-seat
Language: English
Tune Information
Composer: John Victor Bergquist (1924)
Meter: L. M.
Key: E♭ Major

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