My Hope Is Built on Nothing Less

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.
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.
All other ground is sinking sand.

His oath, his covenant, his blood sustain me in the raging flood.
When all supports are washed away, he then is all my hope and stay.
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, oh, may I then in him be found,
clothed in his righteousness alone, redeemed to stand before the throne!
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand. All other ground is sinking sand.
All other ground is sinking sand.

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