will your anchor hold in the storms of life, when the clouds unfold their wings of strife?
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Will your anchor hold in the storms of life, When the clouds unfold their wings of strife? When the strong tides lift, and the cables strain, Will your anchor drift, or firm remain?. We have an anchor that keeps the soul Steadfast and sure while the billows roll, Fastened to the Rock - PowerPoint PPT PresentationTRANSCRIPT
Will your anchor holdin the storms of life,
When the clouds unfoldtheir wings of strife?
When the strong tides lift,and the cables strain,Will your anchor drift,
or firm remain?
Will your anchor holdin the storms of life,
When the clouds unfoldtheir wings of strife?
When the strong tides lift,and the cables strain,Will your anchor drift,
or firm remain?
We have an anchorthat keeps the soulSteadfast and sure
while the billows roll,Fastened to the Rockwhich cannot move,
Grounded firm and deepin the Savior’s love.
We have an anchorthat keeps the soulSteadfast and sure
while the billows roll,Fastened to the Rockwhich cannot move,
Grounded firm and deepin the Savior’s love.
It is safely moored,’twill the storm withstand,
For ’tis well securedby the Savior’s hand;
And the cables, passedfrom His heart to mine,
Can defy the blast,thru strength divine.
It is safely moored,’twill the storm withstand,
For ’tis well securedby the Savior’s hand;
And the cables, passedfrom His heart to mine,
Can defy the blast,thru strength divine.
We have an anchorthat keeps the soulSteadfast and sure
while the billows roll,Fastened to the Rockwhich cannot move,
Grounded firm and deepin the Savior’s love.
We have an anchorthat keeps the soulSteadfast and sure
while the billows roll,Fastened to the Rockwhich cannot move,
Grounded firm and deepin the Savior’s love.
When our eyes beholdthrough the gath’ring night
The city of gold,our harbor bright,
We shall anchor fastby the heav’nly shore,
With the storms all pastforevermore.
When our eyes beholdthrough the gath’ring night
The city of gold,our harbor bright,
We shall anchor fastby the heav’nly shore,
With the storms all pastforevermore.
We have an anchorthat keeps the soulSteadfast and sure
while the billows roll,Fastened to the Rockwhich cannot move,
Grounded firm and deepin the Savior’s love.
We have an anchorthat keeps the soulSteadfast and sure
while the billows roll,Fastened to the Rockwhich cannot move,
Grounded firm and deepin the Savior’s love.