| Song | My Anchor Holds |
| Album | Good Old Christian Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | William C. Martin |
| Music | |
| Key | Meter: 7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.7.9 |
| Tags | My Anchor Holds |
| Theme(s) | |
| Scripture Reference(s) | Hebrews 6:19 |
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Though The Angry Surges Roll
On My Tempest-Driven Soul,
I Am Peaceful, For I Know,
Wildly Though The Winds May Blow,
I’ve An Anchor Safe And Sure,
That Can Evermore Endure.
And It Holds, My Anchor Holds:
Blow Your Wildest, Then, O Gale,
On My Bark So Small And Frail;
By His Grace I Shall Not Fail,
For My Anchor Holds, My Anchor Holds.
Mighty Tides About Me Sweep,
Perils Lurk Within The Deep,
Angry Clouds O’ershade The Sky,
And The Tempest Rises High;
Still I Stand The Tempest’s Shock,
For My Anchor Grips The Rock.
I Can Feel The Anchor Fast
As I Meet Each Sudden Blast,
And The Cable, Though Unseen,
Bears The Heavy Strain Between;
Through The Storm I Safely Ride,
Till The Turning Of The Tide.
Troubles Almost ‘Whelm The Soul;
Griefs Like Billows O’er Me Roll;
Tempters Seek To Lure Astray;
Storms Obscure The Light Of Day:
But In Christ I Can Be Bold,
I’ve An Anchor That Shall Hold
