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 