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Ther Mercy-Seat

Author: Hugh Stowell Hymnal: Choice Hymns No. 1 #90 (1902) Hymnal Title: Choice Hymns No. 1 First Line: From ev'ry stormy wind that blows Languages: English Tune Title: [From ev'ry stormy wind that blows]
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The Mercy-Seat

Author: Hugh Stowell Hymnal: The Service of Praise #122 (1900) Hymnal Title: The Service of Praise First Line: From every stormy wind that blows Lyrics: 1 From ev’ry stormy wind that blows, From ev’ry swelling tide of woes, There is a clam, a sure retreat, ‘Tis found beneath the mercy seat. 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. 2 There is a spot where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend; Tho’ sundered far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat. O! Whither could we flee for aid When tempted, desolate, dismayed; Or how the hosts of sin defeat, Had suff’ring saints no mercy-seat? 3 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. O! May my hand forget her skill My tongue be silent, cold and still, This bounding heart forget to beat, If I forget the mercy-seat. Languages: English Tune Title: [From every stormy wind that blows]

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