Just read the words, don't sing them.
Let them find their way into your heart!
My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea,
So burdened with sin and distrest,
Til I heard a sweet voice,
Saying "Make me your choice;"
And I entered the Haven of Rest.
I yielded myself to His tender embrace,
And faith taking hold of the Word,
My fetters fell off
And I anchored my soul;
The "Haven of Rest" is my Lord.
The song of my soul, since the Lord made me whole,
Has been the old story so blest,
Of Jesus, who'll save whosoever will have
A home in the "Haven of Rest!"
How precious the thought that we all may recline,
Like John the beloved and blest,
On Jesus strong arm, where no tempest can harm,
Secure in the "Haven of Rest!"
Oh, come to the Savior, He patiently waits
To save by His power divine;
Come, anchor your soul in the "Haven of Rest,"
And say, "My Beloved is mine."
I've anchored my soul in the "Haven of Rest,"
I'll sail the wide seas no more;
The tempest may sweep oe'r the wild, stormy deep,
In Jesus I'm safe evermore.
Thank you, Jesus
that I am safe evermore.