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
When darkness seems veil His face, I rest on His unchanging grace In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil
Chorus On Christ the solid Rock I stand, All other ground is sinking sand 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
Chorus On Christ the solid Rock I stand, All other ground is sinking sand All other ground is sinking sand
When He shall come with trumpet sound, O may I then in Him be found Dressed in His righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before the throne
Chorus On Christ the solid Rock I stand, All other ground is sinking sand All other ground is sinking sand
© Public Domain / written by Edward Mote, William Batchelder Bradbury