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 My anchor-hold is firm in him,
 * When swelling billows rise.

His comforts bear my spirits up;
 * I trust a faithful God:

The sure foundation of my hope
 * It in a Saviour’s blood.

Loud hallelujahs sing, my soul.
 * To thy Redeemer's name;

ln joy and sorrow, life and death,
 * His love is sill the same.