Christ the sure and steady anchor

in the fury of the storm;

when the winds of doubt blow through me,

and my sails have all been torn.

In the suffering, in the sorrow,

when my sinking hopes are few,

I will hold fast to the anchor,

it shall never be removed. C Am F

Christ the sure and steady anchor

while the tempest rages on;

when temptation claims the battle,

and it seems the night has won.

Deeper still, then, goes the anchor,

though I justly stand accused;

I will hold fast to the anchor,

it shall never be removed. C Am F

Christ the sure and steady anchor,

through the floods of unbelief;

hopeless somehow, o my soul now,

lift your eyes to Calvary!

This my ballast of assurance,

see His love forever proved;

I will hold fast to the anchor,

it shall never be removed. C Am F

Christ the sure and steady anchor,

as we face the wave of death;

when these trials give way to glory,

as we draw our final breath.

We will cross that great horizon,

clouds behind and life secure;

and the calm will be the better,

for the storms that we endure.

Christ the shore of our salvation,

ever faithful, ever true;

we will hold fast to the anchor,

it shall never be removed. C Am F