Fears undetermined plagued my mind
Of things illusive, undefined.
I tried religions, one by one,
And ended worse than I’d begun.
I sought for pleasures, found them brief;
Not anything brought real relief.
Philosophy—the “good thought” trend—
Still left me empty in the end;
Adrift upon life’s troubled sea
There seemed no anchor sure for me.
Then I was introduced one day
To One who knew my troubled way.
He had experienced it before
And knew I’d never make the shore
Struggling alone and on my own.
He paid the full price for my fare
Across the troubled waters where
I’ll never ever be alone!
Now as I travel o’er the waves,
I know it is His hand that saves.
A steadfast Anchor now have I;
My Anchor rests above the sky!
All other anchors anchor down;
An upward Anchor I have found!