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JESUS IS THE ANCHOR
I'll never be the same man that I use to be.
I was like a lost and broken ship, drifting on life's sea.
I had no anchor there to hold me, my life was out of control.
Then a man called Jesus, anchored my drifting soul.
Yes Jesus is the anchor of my soul,
when the wind's of sin start blowing,
the anchor still holds.
I don't worry about the storm's ahead,
that mine eyes might behold,
cause Jesus is the anchor of my soul.
I'll always be grateful, to my Savior and King,
for if Jesus had not saved me,I'd still be lost at sea.
I had no anchor there to hold me,my life was out of control.
Then a man called Jesus, anchored my drifting soul.
God Bless!
Dusty!
I'll never be the same man that I use to be.
I was like a lost and broken ship, drifting on life's sea.
I had no anchor there to hold me, my life was out of control.
Then a man called Jesus, anchored my drifting soul.
Yes Jesus is the anchor of my soul,
when the wind's of sin start blowing,
the anchor still holds.
I don't worry about the storm's ahead,
that mine eyes might behold,
cause Jesus is the anchor of my soul.
I'll always be grateful, to my Savior and King,
for if Jesus had not saved me,I'd still be lost at sea.
I had no anchor there to hold me,my life was out of control.
Then a man called Jesus, anchored my drifting soul.
God Bless!
Dusty!