101. The Mercy Seat

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.

Refrain:
The mercy-seat, the mercy-seat,
Where weary souls their Saviour meet,
And falling down before his feet,
Salvation flows at 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. [Refrain]

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. [Refrain]

4 Ah! whither could we flee for aid,
When tempted, desolate, dismayed?
Or how the hosts of hell defeat,
Had suff’ring saints no mercy-seat? [Refrain]

5 There, there on eagles’ wings we soar,
And sin and sense molest no more;
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
While glory crowns the mercy seat. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: From ev'ry stormy wind that blows
Title: The Mercy Seat
Author: H. Stowell
Refrain First Line: The mercy-seat, the mercy-seat
Publication Date: 1888
Tune Information
Name: [From every stormy wind that blows]
Composer: Dr. H. L. Gilmour



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