My hope is built on nothing less
than Jesus’ blood and righteousness;
no merit of my own I claim,
but wholly trust in Jesus’ name.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand,
all other ground is sinking sand.
2. When darkness veils his lovely face,
I rest on his unchanging grace;
in every high and stormy gale,
my anchor holds and will not fail.
3. His oath, his covenant and his blood
support me in the rising flood;
when all around my soul gives way,
he then is all my hope and stay.
4. I trust his righteous character,
his counsel, promises and power;
his name and honour are at stake
to save me from the burning lake.
5. 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 the throne!
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