Verse 1From Ev-'Ry Storm-Y Wind That Blows,From Ev-'Ry Swell-Ing Tide Of Woes,There Is A Calm, A Sure Re-Treat--'Tis Found Be-Neath The Mer-Cy Seat.Verse 2There Is A Place Where Je-Sus ShedsThe Oil Of Glad-Ness On Our Heads,A Place Than All Be-Sides More Sweet--It Is The Blood-Bought Mer-Cy Seat.Verse 3There Is A Scene Where Spir-Its Blend,Where Friend Holds Fel-Low-Ship With Friend;Tho Sun-Dered Far, By Faith They MeetA-Round One Com-Mon Mer-Cy Seat.Verse 4Ah! Whi-Ther Could We Flee For AidWhen Tempt-Ed, Des-O-Late, Dismayed,Or How The Hosts Of Hell De-Feat,Had Suf-F'ring Saints No Mer-Cy Seat?Verse 5Ah! There On Ea-Gle Wings We Soar,And Sin And Sense Mo-Lest No More;And Heav'n Comes Down Our Souls To Greet,While Glo-Ry Crowns The Mer-Cy Seat.
