ever think your work is all lin-ings shine on God's side of vic-tor be in in vain? Do the burdens thrust up- on you the cloud; All your jour-ney He has promised v-'ry trying hour; Fear, and care, and sin, and sor-row ev 1. Yes, for me, for me He car-eth, With a brother's ten-der care; 2. Yes, for me He stand-eth plead-ing At the mer cy-seat above; 3. Yes, in me, in me He dwell-eth-I and He in me! the way to heav'n; 4. Thus I wait for His return-ing, Sing-ing in Him, Yes, with me, with me He shar-eth Ev'ry burden, ev'ry fear. Copyright, 1905, by Daniel B. Towner, English Copyright. 106 W. C. MARTIN. My Anchor Holds. COPYRIGHT, 1902, BY DANIEL B. TOWNER. D. B. TOWNER. 1. Tho' the an gry surg-es roll On my tempest-driven soul, 2. Might-y tides a bout me sweep, Per-ils lurk within the deep, 3. Troubles al-most whelm the soul, Griefs like billows o'er me roll, am peace-ful, for I know, Wild-ly tho' the winds may blow, An-gry clouds o'er-shade the sky, And the tem- pest ris Tempters seek to lure a-stray, Storms ob-scure the light es high; of day, I've an anchor safe and sure, And in Christ I shall en- dure! gale, On my bark so small and frail, I shall nev - er, never |