In a sea of shifting values
Tossed on every wave
While the winds wail around me
I will not be afraid
To call out for captain
To calm the waves in me
When I stand a little taller
It's only then I finally see
I stand in holy places
Protected from the storm
Anchored safe in harbor
Though my sails are ripped and worn
I stand in holy places
And I will not move
Until the captain comes and says well done
He is the hope I hold on to
In holy places
There is a harbor in his holy house
An anchor in his grace
That steadies in the waves of doubt
And in every holy place
No matter where I travel
His spirit's guiding me
With the lord as my captain
There is a peaceful port in me
I stand in holy places
Protected from the storm
Anchored safe in harbor
Though my sails are ripped and worn
I stand in holy places
And I will not move
Until the lord has come and says well done
He is the hope I hold on to
I stand in holy places
Protected from the storm
Anchored safe in harbor
Though my sails are ripped and worn
I stand in holy places
And will not move
Until the lord has come and says well done
He is the hope I hold on to
In holy places
Holy places.