Chords for My Anchor Holds

_ _ _ _ _ _ Though the angry surges roll, [F] on my canvas-driven [D] soul, I am peaceful, for I know, while below the winds [G] may blow, [C] I'm [D] safe and sure, and can evermore [C] endure.
To _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ small [F] _ [D] man's praise I shall [G] not fail, [C] for my head _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
will be proud.
But we [G] sweep [F] where most lurk within [C] the deep, and we [B] cloud or shade [C] the sky, [D] and the tempest [Em] rises high.
[C] Still I stand, the tempest [Dm] shocked, for my [C] anchor grips the rock, and it holds my hope.
[G] Though your wild earth, gentle hill, _ [Em] is small [F] and frail, by [D] His grace I shall [G] not fail.
For [Dm] my anchor, _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ as I [Fm] meet each sudden blast, and the cradle though unseen, [D] bears the heavy [G] strain between.
[D] Through the storm I safely ride, [Gm] till the turning of the [C] tide, and it holds my hope.
[G] _ Though your wild earth, gentle [C] hill, is [F] small and frail, by [D] His grace I [G] shall not fail.
The [C] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
waves almost cloud my soul, reach my [F] billows or [C] be rolled, tend to [G] sea to lure [C] astray.
[G] Storms obscure the light [C] of day, but in Christ I can [Ab] be called.
I'm an anchor [G] that shall hold, and it holds my hope.
Though your wild earth, gentle [C] hill, is small [A] and frail, by [G] His grace I shall not fail.
For my anchor, as I meet each sudden _ [B] _
_ blast, and the cradle though unseen, bears the heavy strain between.
[G] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _