Verse 1
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
No merit of my own I claim,
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
Refrain
On Christ the solid rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
Verse 2
When long appears my toilsome race,
I rest on his unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil.
Verse 3
His oath, his covenant, his blood
Support me in the whelming flood.
When every earthly prop gives way
He then is still my strength and stay.
Verse 4
When the last trumpet voice shall sound,
O may we then in him be found,
Robed in his righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne
CCLI Song # 2585446 | Words: Edward Mote | Music: © 1998 Nicky Chiswell
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