Anchor of My Soul

An anchor

iron heavy, chain clanky

Coming in all sizes

Rusty or new

 standard equipment acquainted by all shipping crew

O anchor

what is it you do

You sink into the shallows and into the ocean depth

And rest fast asleep on the sea bed 

You've always been a sinker, never a floater

You hold the ship securely in position below the dancing waves

Equally able on calm or stormy days

You are a drift-impeder

You are designed that way

Now comes the time for me to say

There is, for me, too 

an anchor for my soul

Meant for my mind, my will, my emotions

To keep me from drifting away with the world's tide

One that makes me whole

It is Jesus Christ by my side

My unseen chain to root my wandering brain

Keeping me safe & sane in the howling rain

O Jesus, anchor of my soul

Your mind anchors mine, Your will becomes mine, Your emotion anchors mine

Your very soul anchors my disturbed soul

and makes me whole.