Tabernacle Hymns ‎#58

58. My Achor Holds

1 Tho' 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.

Chorus:
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.

2 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. [Chorus]

3 I can feel the anchor fast
As I meet each sudden blast,
And the cable, though unseen,
Bears the heavy strain between;
Thro' the storm I safely ride,
Till the turning of the tide. [Chorus]

4 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. [Chorus]

Text Information

• First Line: Tho' the angry surges roll
• Title: My Achor Holds
• Author: W. C. Martin (arr.)
• Refrain First Line: And it holds, my anchor holds
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1960
• Topic: Choir; Security; Testimony

Tune Information

• Name: [Tho' the angry surges roll]
• Composer: D. B. Towner
• Key: C Major