I've had visions,
I've had dreams,
I've even held them in my hands,
But I never knew,
They would slip right through,
Like they were only grains of sand,
The anchor holds.
Though the ship is battered,
The anchor holds,
Through the sails are torn,
I have fallen on my knees,
As I faced the raging sea,
The anchor holds,
In spite of the storm.