Text: | From Every Stormy Wind That Blows |
Author: | Hugh Stowell, 1799-1865 |
Tune: | RETREAT |
Arranger: | John W. Peterson, 1921- |
Composer: | Thomas Hastings, 1784-1872 |
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,
Tho 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 host of hell defeat,
Had suff'ring saints no mercy seat?
5 Ah, There on eagle wings we soar,
And sin and sense molest no more;
And heav'n comes down our souls to greet,
While glory crowns the mercy seat.
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First Line: | From ev'ry stormy wind that blows |
Title: | From Every Stormy Wind That Blows |
Author: | Hugh Stowell, 1799-1865 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1970 |
Topic: | Prayer |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | RETREAT |
Composer: | Thomas Hastings, 1784-1872 |
Arranger: | John W. Peterson, 1921- |
Key: | B♭ Major |