My hope is built on nothing less

...the song that way playing on my iPod when I shot this.

 

My hope is built on nothing less

Than Jesus' blood and righteous;

No merit of my own I claim

But wholly lean on Jesus' name.

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;

All other ground is sinking sand.

 

When darkness veils his lovely face,

I rest on His unchanging grace.

In every high and stormy gale,

My anchor holds within the veil.

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;

All other ground is sinking sand.

 

His oath, His covenant, His 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.

 

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.

 

The lyrics are credited to Edward Mote, an English hymn writer from the 19th century, I believe.

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