Page 4 - Good News May 2012 paper

THE ANCHOR HOLDS

I have journeyed through the long dark night
Out on the open, the open seas
By faith alone, sight unknown
And yet His eyes were watching me

The anchor holds though the ship is battered
The anchor holds though the sails are torn
And I have fallen on my knees
As I faced the raging seas
The anchor holds in spite of the storm

I've had visions and I've had dreams
And I've even held them in my hands
But I never knew that those dreams would
slip right through
Like they were only grains of sand

I have been young and I'm older now
There has been beauty these eyes have seen
But it was in the night I faced the storms of my life...
And that is where God proved His love for me
© Lawrence Chewning