1 Though waves and storms go o'er my head,
Though strength and health and friends be
Though joys be withered all, and dead,
Though every comfort be withdrawn;
On this my steadfast soul relies--
Father, thy mercy never dies.
2 Fixed on this ground will I remain,
Though my heart fail, and flesh decay;
This anchor shall my soul sustain.
When earth's foundations melt away:
Mercy's full power I then shall prove,
Loved with an everlasting love.
|First Line:||Though waves and storms go o'er my head|
|Topic:||The Christian Life: Confidence; Unfailing Mercy|