1 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:
On Christ the solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
2 When darkness seems to veil his face
I rest on his unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the vail;
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
3 His oath, his covenant, and 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.