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 suff'ring, in the sorrow, when my sinking hopes are few
I will hold fast to the anchor, it shall never be removed
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
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 will never be removed
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
Ever true.
We will hold fast to the anchor, it shall never be removed