My Hope

The Solid Rock

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, 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.

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.

Edward Mote, 1797 – 1874

William B. Bradbury, 1816 – 1868