Hymn 409 – FROM every stormy wind that blows | C&S English Hymnary

1. FROM every stormy wind that blows From every swelling tide of woes There is a calm, a sure retreat ‘Tis found beneath the mercy-seal. 2. There is a place where Jesus sheds The oils of gladness on our heads A place than all beside more sweet It is the blood-stain’d mercy-seat. 3. There is a spot where spirits blend And friend holds fellowship with friends Though sunder’d far by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat. 4. Ah, whither could we flee for aid? When tempted, desolate, dismay’d? Or how the hosts of hell defeat Had suffering saints no mercy‐seat! 5. There, there on eagle wing we soar And time and sense seem all no more And heaven comes down pour souls to greet And glory crowns the mercy-seat AMEN