Hope in Christ

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 veils His lovely face, 

I rest on His unchanging grace;

In ev'ry 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,

Dressed in His righteousness alone,

Faultless to stand before the throne.

On Christ the solid Rock, I stand.

All other ground is sinking sand.

All other ground is sinking sand.

All other ground is sinking sand.