1 Tossing on the billow,
Rocking in the blast,
Fainting on the pillow,
Verging tow'rd the last.
Refrain:
While the tempest rages,
To the Rock of Ages
I am anchored fast;
While the tempest rages,
To the Rock of Ages
I am anchored fast.
2 Skies all clad in sable,
Storm-clouds flying past,
Clinging to the cable,
I am anchored fast. [Refrain]
3 Gone each earthly treasure,
Cut away each mast,
Vanished earthly pleasure,
I am anchored fast. [Refrain]
4 Sorrows multiplying,
Prospects overcast,
Weeping, moaning, sighing,
I am anchored fast. [Refrain]
Source: The New Praiseworthy: for the Church and Sunday School #87