Anchor of my soul – You sustain
When I’m in the storm, You remain, You remain
Good to me, good to me
When it’s a quarter past midnight, and the gray skies fade to black, the waves splash and set me off track.
So my vessel might crash or collapse when I’m attacked and start wrestlin’ in my head with these bad memories from my past.
I’m aware of my guilt, overwhelmed and the smell of my blood has the sharks that surround me cast under a spell.
They waited for me to fall, but when I fell the water got still, and the blood that was spilled protects me – it’s the same blood that cleansed me.
My only defense against my nemesis, now I can rest knowing that nothing can come against me unless the Father gives consent.
Evil intentions will not disturb God’s purposes or interfere, so who shall I fear if my anchor is secure?
Learning to consider it pure joy when I’m facing tribulations – praising God instead of complaining and getting overtaken with bitterness .
Looking at the pages of the book of James and seein the ways that God works through the trials to make us more mature in our faith,
And it reminds me how desperate I am in this desert land, thirsty for Your mercy and plan while You give me the strength to stand.
You’re my greatest pleasure, yeah, no matter the weather I face, Lord. You never forsake my fragile life- I’m safe under Your sovereign grace.
At some point every human looks right in the eyes of agony, and through tragedy, asks himself, how can this happen to me?
You might be the type with enough insight to hold on for your dear life, but slipping cause your grip is not as tight as you might like.
You ain’t immune to it, naw, and if you’re true to yourself then you ain’t new to it, trusted and self lusted and lured to it.
So when the darkness overwhelms me, and a tide of lies rises and swells, it is well is what compels me.
When faced with adversity, Your truth constantly reminds me that You command the seas with ease and with words, You turn a wind to breeze.
Helps me understand that we stand on a solid Rock, not on sinking sand. Through the providence of pain You perfect Your plan.
Pre-destined, we test it when the works and words of God cooperate and educate men in a great gift of grace and faith -
That even though it’s obvious when my outlook’s ominous, You bound my heart and my conscious, and gave me a constant calmness.
So when the pain comes like rain from the parts of life that maintains it’s strain, I can put my trust in the hands that sustain.
It’s profound that with all these sinking ships around me, He surrounds me and He anchors me with His grace abounding.
Good to me, good to me
Good to me
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|1||Hello from Portland|
|2||An Open Letter to Whoever's Listening|
|4||Take It Easy|
|5||The String That Ties Us|
|10||Motive 1, 2|
|11||A Bridge Between|
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|Beautiful Eulogy - Satellite Kite Album Lyrics|
|1.||Hello from Portland|
|2.||An Open Letter to Whoever's Listening|
|4.||Take It Easy|
|5.||The String That Ties Us|
|10.||Motive 1, 2|
|11.||A Bridge Between|
|3||A Bridge Between|
|4||Motive 1, 2|