My hope is built on nothing less |
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteous;
I do not trust the sweetest frame
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
All other ground is sinking sand.
When darkness seems to veil his face,
I rest on his unchanging grace;
In every high and story gale
My anchor holds within the veil.
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
All other ground is sinking sand.
His oath, his covenant, and blood
Sustain me in the whelming flood;
When all supports are washed away,
He then is all around my soul gives way.
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
All other ground is sinking sand.
When he shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in him be found,
Clothed in his righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne!
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
All other ground is sinking sand.
Words: Edward Mote
Music: Magdalen