When sailing through the storms of doubts,
Discouragement, or pain,
I shall not fear the lashing wind,
Nor fury of the rain.
Three anchors hold my little craft,
I tested them with care,
There's one of faith, and one of hope,
And one of daily prayer.
With these to hold my ship secure,
What danger can betide,
I know that I shall reach at last
A harbor safe and wide.
-Bess Samuel Ayres
