My hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus’ name. When darkness seems to veil His face, I rest on His unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale My anchor holds within the veil. His oath His covenant and blood Support me in the ‘whelming flood: When all around my soul gives way, He then is all my hope and stay. On Christ the solid rock I stand; All other ground is sinking sand. On Christ the solid rock I stand, All other ground is sinking sand. When the last trumpet’s voice shall sound, O may I then in him be found. Clothed in his righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before his throne.
Posted on: Sat, 05 Oct 2013 11:50:14 +0000