A sacred hymn with text by Michael Young below.  Watch on YouTube: An Anchor to Our Souls

1. Hope anchors the weary soul
Who otherwise would drift.
Hope’s steadiness will console,
And will the spirit lift.

Despite the high, tossing, waves
The anchor does not move,
So each storm-tossed ship it saves,
But does not storms remove.

2. Hope anchors the wand’ring ship,
That winds will toss about,
Otherwise each ship will slip
Under the waves of doubt.

Despite the high, tossing, waves
The anchor does not move,
So each storm-tossed ship it saves,
But does not storms remove.

3. Hope anchors amid changes
That otherwise would sink,
All chaos it arranges,
And keeps ships from the brink.

Despite the high, tossing, waves
The anchor does not move,
So each storm-tossed ship it saves,
But does not storms remove.