His Grace Is Sufficient for Me (Morris)

I’ve an­chored my soul in the Hav­en of Rest;

I’ve pil­lowed my head on the dear Sav­ior’s breast;

I’m trust­ing His pro­mise of mer­cy so free;

Fear not

For My grace is suf­fi­cient for thee.

At home or abroad

on the land or the sea

God’s won­der­ful grace is suf­fi­cient for me;

I’m find­ing it true that where’er I may be

His grace is suf­fi­cient for me

For me

for me

His grace is suf­fi­cient for me.

Wherever my lot up­on earth may be cast

Mid storm and mid tem­pest He hold­eth me fast;

No harm can be­tide while His dear face I see

And cling to the hand that was wound­ed for me.

The bil­lows in fury around me may beat;

The cleft in the rock is my bless­èd re­treat;

My shield and de­fend­er for­ev­er is He;

The Sav­ior whose grace is suf­fi­cient for me.

And when I have fin­ished life’s voy­age at last

When safe in the har­bor my an­chor is cast

The theme of my prais­es for­ev­er shall be

God’s grace

which is al­ways suf­fi­cient for me.