My Hope Is Built

Nor earth

nor hell

my soul can move

I rest up­on un­chang­ing love;

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.

My hope is built on no­thing less

Than Je­sus’ blood and right­eous­ness.

’Midst all the hell I feel with­in

On His com­plet­ed work I lean.

When dark­ness veils His love­ly face

I rest up­on un­chang­ing grace.

In ev­ery rough and stor­my gale

My an­chor holds with­in the veil.

His oath

His co­v’nant

and His blood

Support me in the sink­ing flood.

When all around my soul gives way

He then is all my hope and stay.

I trust His righteous character

His counsel

promise

and His pow’r;

His honor and His name’s at stake

To save me from the burn­ing lake.

When I shall launch in worlds un­seen

Oh may I then be found in Him.

Dressed in His right­eous­ness alone

Faultless to stand be­fore the throne.