An anchor of the soul, both sure and steadfast.
Hebrews 6:19
Words: William J. Coniver, in Our Praise in Song, edited by John Sweney, William J. Kirkpatrick & Henry L. Gilmour (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: John J. Hood, 1893), number 81.
Music: John R. Sweney (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know Coniver’s full name, or where to get a good photo of him (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Tho’ waves dash around me,
No danger I fear;
A bright star is shining,
Life’s ocean to cheer;
I heed not the billows,
For still I can sing;
The cross is my anchor,
And there will I cling.
Refrain
There will I cling,
There will I cling;
The cross is my anchor,
And there I will cling;
Oh, soon in the harbor
At rest I will sing;
The cross is my anchor,
And Jesus my king.
Tho’ waves dash around me,
And loud thunders roll,
The Lord is the refuge
And strength of my soul;
I dread not the tempest,
For still I can sing,
The cross is my anchor,
And there will I cling.
Refrain
Tho’ waves dash around me,
And wild is the gale,
Tho’ spars may be broken
And shattered the sail,
No storms can appall me,
For still I can sing,
The cross is my anchor,
And there will I cling.
Refrain
Tho’ waves dash around me,
Yet, onward I go,
Since Jesus has promised
They shall not o’erflow;
I smile at their raging,
For still I can sing,
The cross is my anchor,
And there will I cling.
Refrain