Slipping like sand through a sieve...

*I grew up hearing Kelly sing this*

I have journeyed through the long, dark night

Out on the open sea,

By faith alone, sight unknown,

And yet His eyes were watching me.

The Anchor holds, though the ship is battered.

The Anchor holds, though the sails are torn.

Well I have fallen on my knees, as I faced the raging sea,

But the Anchor holds, in spite of the storm.

I've had visions and I've had dreams;

Well I've even held them in my hands,

But I never knew those dreams could slip right through

Like they were only grains of sand.

O, the Anchor holds, though the ship is battered.

The Anchor holds, though the sails are torn.

Well I have fallen on my knees, as I faced the raging seas.

O, the Anchor holds, in spite of the storm.

Now I have been young, but I am older now.

O and there has been beauty these eyes have seen;

But it was in the night, when I faced the storms of my life.

Oh, that's where God proved His love to me.

The Anchor holds, though the ship is battered.

The Anchor holds, though the sails are torn.

I have fallen, fallen down on my knees as I faced the raging seas.

But the Anchor holds; O, in spite of the storm.

I said I've fallen, fallen down on my knees as I faced the raging seas;

But the Anchor holds, in spite of the storm.