An anchor of the soul, both sure and steadfast.
Hebrews 6:19
Words: William P. Breed, in Songs of Gladness, by John E. Gould (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Garrigues Brothers, 1869).
Music: John E. Gould (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a better photo of Breed or Gould,
Tossing on the billow,
Rocking in the blast,
Sickening on the pillow,
Verging toward the last.
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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.
Skies all clad in sable,
Storm clouds scudding past,
Clinging to the cable,
I am anchored fast.
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Gone each earthly treasure,
Cut away each mast,
Vanished earthly pleasure,
Still I’m anchored fast.
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Sorrows multiplying,
Prospects overcast,
Weeping, groaning, sighing,
Still I’m anchored fast.
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Swiftly to my grave-bed,
I am making haste!
Trembling ’neath the death-dread,
Still I’m anchored fast.
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