When the storms of life batter and buffet me
Will my anchor still hold fast against the strain?
Or will I drift slowly out to sea
Will the strains of life separate the chain?
Will the waves over whelm and swamp me
Will the tide and current drive me from your shore?
Or will the cables of love that binds me to you
Hold me tight and keep me safe for ever more
Provide for me a safe and sheltered harbour
Where contrary winds can never weary me
Hold me close until the storm abates
And the clouds of peace calms the angry sea