Hymn: Words by Hugh Stowell, 1828/1831 • Tune: Retreat by Thomas Hastings, 1842

Found in The Gold Shoe (Chapter 4 & 5)

 

From every stormy wind that blows,
From every 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 eagles’ wings we soar,
And time and sense seem all no more;
And heaven comes down, our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the mercy seat.

Oh, let my hand forget her skill,
My tongue be silent, cold, and still,
This bounding heart forget to beat,
If I forget the mercy seat!

  • All
  • According To The Pattern
  • A Girl To Come Home To
  • April Gold
  • Astra
  • A Voice In The Wilderness
  • Beauty For Ashes
  • Because Of Stephen
  • Beggarman
  • By Way Of The Silverthorns
  • Crimson Mountain
  • Her Wedding Garment
  • Homing
  • Katherine's Yesterday
  • Life Out Of Death
  • Lone Point
  • Marcia Schuyler
  • Miss Lavinia's Call
  • Partners
  • Rainbow Cottage
  • Silver Wings
  • Spice Box
  • Stranger Within The Gates
  • The Best Birthday
  • The Christmas Bride
  • The City Of Fire
  • The Girl From Montana
  • The Gold Shoe
  • The Man Of The Desert
  • The Minister's Son
  • The Old Guard
  • The Story Of A Whim
  • The Strange God
  • The Substitute Guest
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