The Haven of rest ( song 88 ) - by Rev. William Marion Branham

I’m going to sing just a verse or two of this song,

“I’ve anchored my soul.”

And I want everyone prayerfully praying,

while we see if those who are seeking God longs to come down and pray.

Anchored my soul in a haven of rest,

I’ll sail the wild sea no more;

The tempest may sweep o’er the wild, stormy deep,

In Jesus I’m safe evermore.

I’ve anchored my…

As the Holy Spirit will, lead right down to the altar now for prayer.

…sail the wild sea…

(Come, the backslider.)

The tempest may sweep o’er the wild, stormy deep,

In Jesus I’m safe evermore.

(from)
58-1002 - But From The Beginning It Was Not So
Rev. William Marrion Branham

“I’ll never hear them rippling cataracts to send my soul away,

but It’ll speak sweet peace to my soul.”

Quietly now, reverently, everyone.

I’ve anchored my soul in a haven of rest,

I’ll sail the wild sea no more;

The tempest may sweep o’er the wild, stormy deep,

In Jesus I’m safe evermore.

I’ve anchored my soul in the haven of rest,

I’ll sail the wild sea no more;

The tempest may sweep o’er the wild, stormy deep,

In Jesus I’m safe evermore.

(from)
60-1204E - The Patmos Vision
Rev. William Marrion Branham

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