
Author: Hugh Stowell Hymnal: Lutherförbundets Sångbok #E14 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: From ev'ry stormy wind that blows Lyrics: 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 There, there, on eagle wing we soar,
And sin and sense seem all no more,
And heav'n comes down our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the mercy-seat! Topics: Prayer and Praise Languages: English Tune Title: RETREAT
From Every Stormy Wind that Blows