Misc Praise Songs - My anchor holds

N.C.

Tho' the angry surges roll ^BbOn my ^Ebtempest driven ^Bbsoul, I am ^F7peaceful for I ^Bbknow, Wildly ^C7tho' the winds may ^Fblow, ^F7I've an ^Bbanchor ^Fsafe and ^Bbsure, ^CmThat can ^Bbev - ^F7er - ^Bbmore ^Fen-^Bbdure.

^F7And it ^Bbholds ^Cm7my ^Bban - ^Ebchor ^Bbholds;^{F7 Bb} Blow your ^Fwildest, then, O gale, ^F7On my ^Bbbark ^F7so ^Bbsmall and ^Ebfrail. By His ^C7grace I shall not ^Ffail, ^F7For my ^Bban ^Cm7- ^Bbchor^{Cm7 Bb}holds, ^EbmMy ^Bban - ^F7chor ^Bbholds.

N.C.

Mighty tides about me sweep; ^BbPerils ^Eblurk with-in the ^Bbdeep; Angry ^F7clouds o'er-shade the ^Bbsky, And the ^C7tempest rises ^Fhigh. ^F7Still I ^Bbstand the ^Ftempest's ^Bbshock, ^CmFor my ^Bban-^F7chor ^Bbgrips ^Fthe ^BbRock.

^F7And it ^Bbholds ^Cm7my ^Bban - ^Ebchor ^Bbholds;^{F7 Bb} Blow your ^Fwildest, then, O gale, ^F7On my ^Bbbark ^F7so ^Bbsmall and ^Ebfrail. By His ^C7grace I shall not ^Ffail, ^F7For my ^Bban ^Cm7- ^Bbchor^{Cm7 Bb}holds, ^EbmMy ^Bban - ^F7chor ^Bbholds.

N.C.

I can feel the anchor fast ^BbAs I ^Ebmeet each sudden ^Bbblast, And the ^F7cable, tho' un-^Bbseen, Bears the ^C7heavy strain be-^Ftween. ^F7Thro'bthe ^Bbstorm I ^Fsafely ^Bbride, ^CmTill the ^Bbturn-^F7ing ^Bbof ^Fthe ^Bbtide.

^F7And it ^Bbholds ^Cm7my ^Bban - ^Ebchor ^Bbholds;^{F7 Bb} Blow your ^Fwildest, then, O gale, ^F7On my ^Bbbark ^F7so ^Bbsmall and ^Ebfrail. By His ^C7grace I shall not ^Ffail, ^F7For my ^Bban ^Cm7- ^Bbchor^{Cm7 Bb}holds, ^EbmMy ^Bban - ^F7chor ^Bbholds.

N.C.

Troubles almost 'whelm the soul; ^BbGriefs like ^Ebbillows o'er me ^Bbroll; Tempers ^F7seek to lure a-^Bbstray; Storms ob-^C7scure the light of ^Fday. ^F7But in ^BbChrist I ^Fcan be ^Bbbold; ^CmI've an ^Bban-^F7chor ^Bbthat ^Fshall ^Bbhold.

^F7And it ^Bbholds ^Cm7my ^Bban - ^Ebchor ^Bbholds;^{F7 Bb} Blow your ^Fwildest, then, O gale, ^F7On my ^Bbbark ^F7so ^Bbsmall and ^Ebfrail. By His ^C7grace I shall not ^Ffail, ^F7For my ^Bban ^Cm7- ^Bbchor^{Cm7 Bb}holds, ^EbmMy ^Bban - ^F7chor ^Bbholds.