THE SOLID ROCK

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.

CHORUS
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand, All other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness seems to hide His face, I rest on his unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil.

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.

When He shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in Him be found;
Dressed in His righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before the throne.