Laudes Domini ‎#48

48. The mercy seat

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 eagle wings we soar,
And sense and skin molest no more,
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the mercy-seat!

5 Oh! let my hand forget her skill,
My tongue be silent, cold, and still,
This throbbing heart forget to beat,
If I forget the mercy-seat.

Text Information

• First Line: From every stormy wind that blows
• Title: The mercy seat
• Author: Hugh Stowell
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1890
• Topic: Prayer and Invocation; Close of Worship; Mercy-seat; Opening of Service; Prayer

Tune Information

• Name: RETREAT
• Composer: Thos. Hastings
• Meter: L. M.
• Key: C Major