Anchor of my soul you sustain
When I'm in the storm,
You remain good to me
Good to me
Anchor of my soul you sustain
When I'm in the storm,
You remain good to me
Good to me
When it's a quarter past midnight
And the gray skies fade to black,
The waves splash and set me off track
So my vessel might crash or collaspse
When I'm attacked and start wrestling in my head with these bad memories from my past
I'm aware of my guilt
Overwhelmed and the smell of my blood has the sharks that surround me cast under a spell
They waited for me to fall
But when I fell, the water got still
And the blood that was spilled protects me
It's the same blood that cleansed me
My only defense against my nemesis
Now I can rest knowing that nothing can come against me unless the father gives consent
Evil intentions will not disturbed God's purposes or interfere
So who shall I fear if my anchor is secure?
Learning to consider it pure joy when I'm facing tribulations
Praising God instead of complaining and getting overtaken with bitterness
Looking at the pages of the book of James and seeing the ways that God works through the trials to make us more mature in our faith
It reminds me how desperate I am in this desert land
Thirsty for your mercy and plan while you give me the strength to stand
Your my greatest pleasure
Yeah, no matter the weather I face Lord you never forsake
My fragile life is safe under your sovereign grace
Anchor of my soul you sustain
When I'm in the storm,
You remain good to me
Good to me
At some point every human looks right in the eyes of agony
And through tragedy, asks himself how can this happen to me?
You might be the type with enough insight to hold on for your dear life
But slip because your grip is not as tight as you might like
You ain't immune to it naw
And if you true to yourself, then you ain't new to it
Trusted in self, lusted and lured to it
So when the darkness overwhelms me
And the tide of life rises and swells,
It is well is what compels me
When faced with adversity,
Your truth constantly reminds me that you command the seas with ease
And with words you're turning wind to breeze
Helps me understand that we stand on solid rock
Not on sinking sand
Through the providence of pain you perfect your plan
Predestined to be tested when the works and words of God cooperate and educate men in the great gift of grace and faith
And even though it's obvious
When my outlook's ominous
You've bound my heart and conscience and gave me a constant calmness
So when the pain comes like rain from the parts of life that maintain its strain
I can put my trust in the hands that sustain
It's profound that with all these sinking ships around me,
He surrounds me and he anchors me with his grace abounding
Anchor of my soul you sustain
When I'm in the storm,
You remain good to me
Good to me