| Song | From Every Stormy Wind That Blows |
| Album | Christian Hymnal – Series 3 |
| Genre | Contemporary Christian Music |
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| Tags | From Every Stormy Wind That Blows |
| Theme(s) | English Hymns |
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From Every Stormy Wind That Blows,
From Every Swelling Tide Of Woes,
There Is A Calm, A Sure Retreat;
This Found Beneath The Mercy Seat.
There Is A Place Where Jesus Sheds
The Oil Of Gladness On Our Heads;
A Place Than All Beside More Sweet
It Is The Blood-Stained Mercy Seat.
There Is A Scene Where Spirits Blend,
Where Friend Holds Fellowship With Friend;
Though Scattered Far, By Faith We Meet
Around One Common Mercy Seat.
There, There, On Eagle’s Wings We Soar,
Till Sense And Sin Molest No More,
And Heaven Comes Down Our Souls To Greet,
And Glory Crowns The Mercy Seat!
