Tonight My Son - Wolves At The Gate

Tonight my son, be still and sleep while storms are crashing

On this deep we drop the anchor with the hope

This vessel holds us still

Oh Great Captain, You navigate the storm

My son be still and sleep while storms are crashing

Oh Great Captain, You navigate the storm

An angry water surges the waves have taken its toll

While this ship submerges on my tempest soul

And though we’ve weathered the storm

You know the next one could be much stronger

And I can see the shoreline

Is a mirage or a sign?

I can feel the anchor fast as I meet each sudden blast

And the cable though unseen bears the heavy strain between

Each storm I safely ride until the turning of the tide

As I meet each sudden blast

We drop the anchor with the hope we won’t set sail into the storm

We set the sails and tie the rope tonight my son, be still and sleep

My anchor holds until this tempest calms and dies

For this squall’s the throne to which He rides

Still this faith will last the waves demise

All these purging skies will never see my end

We drop the anchor with the hope we won’t set sail into the storm

We set the sails and tie the rope tonight my son, be still and sleep

As the waves crash over and over

You are my anchor

Every gale I meet

The plight of all the seas can’t separate me

For all I have is Yours