Chorus
We have an anchor that keeps the soul
Steadfast and sure, while the billows roll,
Fastened to the rock which cannot move,
Grounded firm and deep in the Savior's love.

Verse 2
It is safe-ly moored,
'Twill the storm withstand,
For 'tis well secured by the Savior's hand,
And the cables, passed
From His heart to mine,
Can defy the blast, thru strength divine.

Verse 3
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 bark o'er-flow.

Verse 4
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.

Verse 5
When our eyes behold,
Thru the gath'ring night,
The city of gold, our har-bor bright,
We shall anchor fast
By the heav'nly shore,
With the storms all past forevermore.