Will your anchor hold in the storms of life,
When the clouds unfold their wings of strife?
When the strong tides lift,and the cables strain,
Will your anchor shift, or firm remain?

CHORUS
We have an anchor that keeps the soul
Steadfast and sure while the billows roll,
Fasten'd to the Rock which cannot move,
Grounded firm and deep in the
Saviour's love.

It is safely moor'd 'twill the storm withstand,
For 'tis well secured by the Saviour's hand;
And the cables, pass'd from His heart to mine,
Can defy the blast, thro' strength divine,

CHORUS
We have an anchor that keeps the soul
Steadfast and sure while the billows roll,
Fasten'd to the Rock which cannot move,
Grounded firm and deep in the
Saviour's love.

It will firmly hold in the straits of fear,
When the breakers have told the reef is near;
Tho' the tempest rave, and the wild winds blow,
Not an angry wave shall our barque over - flow.

CHORUS
We have an anchor that keeps the soul
Steadfast and sure while the billows roll,
Fasten'd to the Rock which cannot move,
Grounded firm and deep in the
Saviour's love.

It will surely hold in the floods of death,
When the waters cold chill our latest breath;
On the rising tide it can never fail,
While our hopes abide within the veil!

CHORUS
We have an anchor that keeps the soul
Steadfast and sure while the billows roll,
Fasten'd to the Rock which cannot move,
Grounded firm and deep in the
Saviour's love.