Hymnal: New Christian Hymn and Tune Book
Date: 1882
Compiler: Fillmore Brothers
Publisher/Printer: Fillmore Brothers
First Line: From every stormy wind that blows
Topic: Mercy Seat
Writer: H Stowell
Composer: Thomas Hastings
Meter: LM
Tune: Retreat
Hymn Number: 558
Page Number: 201, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsFrom ev-ery storm-y wind that blows,
From ev-ery swell-ing tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure re-treat;
'Tis found be-neath the mer-cy 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.
Ah! whither could we flee for aid,
When tempted, desolate, dismayed;
Or how the host of hell defeat,
Had suffering souls no mercy-seat?
There, there on eagle wings we soar,
And sin and sense seem all no more;
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the mercy-seat.
O let my hand forget her skill,
My tongue be silent, cold, and still,
This bounding heart forget to beat,
Ere I forget the mercy-seat.