138 SOLID ROCK (E)

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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

When darkness seems to hide His face, I rest on his unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds with in 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,Fault less to stand before the throne