1 "I’ve anchored my soul in the Haven of Rest;"
I’ve pillowed my head on the dear Savior’s breast;
I’m trusting His promise of mercy so free;
Fear not, "For my grace is sufficient for thee."
At home or abroad, on the land or the sea,
God’s wonderful grace is sufficient for me;
I’m finding it true that where’er I may be,
His grace is sufficient for me, (for me)
For me, for me, (sufficient for me, sufficient for me,)
His grace is sufficient for me.
2 Wherever my lot upon earth may be cast,
Mid storm and mid tempest He holdeth me fast;
No harm can betide while His dear face I see,
And cling to the hand that was wounded for me. [Chorus]
3 The billows in fury around me may beat;
The "Cleft in the Rock" is my blessed retreat;
My Shield and Defender forever is He;
The Savior whose grace is sufficient for me. [Chorus]
4 And when I have finished life’s voyage at last,
When safe in the harbor my anchor is cast,
The theme of my praises forever shall be,
God’s grace, - which is always sufficient for me. [Chorus]
Source: The New Praiseworthy: for the Church and Sunday School #118