Exodus 25:22 |
Bicol 9, Tagalog 149 RETREAT L.M. |
FAITH AND TRUST |
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.
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.
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.
There, there on angels’ wings we soar,
And earthly care molest no more; And heaven comes down our souls to greet, And glory crowns the mercy-seat.
Ah! whither could we flee for aid,
When tempted, desolate, dismayed? Or how the hosts of sin defeat, Had suffering saints no mercy-seat?
From ev’ry stormy wind that blows, |
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Hugh Stowell, 1828 (1799-1865) | Thomas Hastings, 1842 (1784-1872) |