#50There's Room for You to Anchor

I hear the gentle Saviour's call: Come weary pilgrim, hither: The ship is waiting now,—the ship of God's great love,— Enter and take shelter.

There's room for you to anchor In the same quiet haven. That ship of God's great love will Never drift a-way. Come and be forgiven.

And when the morning breaketh And the stars shall vanish away; The pre-cious promise still, Yet His love shall come to bless! Ye lone-ly, come to Jesus; For rest shall come.