WE HAVE AN ANCHOR-- PRECILLA J. OWENS; WM. J. KIRKPATROCK
WE HAVE AN ANCHOR
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 drift, or firm remain?
Is it safely moored, 'twill the storm withstand,
For 'tis well secured by the Saviour's hand;
And the cables passed from His heart to mine,
Can defy the blast, thro' strength divine.
It will firmly hold in the straits of fear,
When the breakers have told the reef is near,
Though the tempest rave and the wild winds blow,
Not an angry wave shall our bark o'erflow
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.
When our eyes behold thro' the gathering night,
The city of gold, our habor bright,
We shall anchor fsast by the heavenly shopre,
With the storms all past for evermore.
We have an anchor that keeps the soul
Steasfast and sure while the billows roll,
Fastened to the Rock that cannot be moved,
Grounded firm and deep in the Saviour's love.
It is clear that we all need something to hold and support us every day we live.
What do you have to sustain you in times of trouble? We all need Jesus.
Byrl Brockman
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