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.
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In ev'ry high and stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil.
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
His oath, His covenant and blood
Support me in the raging flood;
When ev'ry earthly prop gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in Him be found,
Clothed in His righteousness alone,
Redeemed to stand before His throne!
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.
Text: Edward Mote
Tune: John Stainer or William B. Bradbury
I have been thinking about this hymn a lot. It's all about His grace, and how we can do nothing. Verse 4 especially always fills me with excitement and joy. I grew up knowing one melody, but in recent years learned a different tune to this hymn. I like both.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment