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.

Refrain

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, His grace is suf­fi­cient for me.

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.

Refrain

The bil­lows in fury around me may beat;
The cleft in the rock is my bless­èd re­treat;
My shield and de­fend­er for­ev­er is He;
The Sav­ior whose grace is suf­fi­cient for me.

Refrain

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.

Refrain