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 (2X)
When darkness veils His lovely 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,
O may I then in Him be found;
Dress in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.