My hope is built on nothing lessThan Jesus Christ, my 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,All other ground is sinking sand. When darkness veils His lovely face,I rest on His unchanging grace;In every 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,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,All other ground is sinking sand. When He shall come with trumpet sound,Oh, may I then in Him be found;In Him, my 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. .
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I. Once on the couch.
Twice on the floor.
Once in the bathroom.
Five on my bed.
II.
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus Christ, my righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
Support me in the whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
Oh, may I then in Him be found;
In Him, my righteousness, alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.