Christ The Solid Rock

Edward Mote, 1834 (1797-1874)
William B. Bradbury, 1863 (1816-1868)
1 Corinthians 3:11

1.    My hope is built on noth-ing less Than Je-sus' blood and right-eous-ness;
    I dare not trust the sweet-est frame, But whol-ly lean on Je-sus' name.

        On Christ, the sol-id Rock, I stand;
        All oth-er ground is sink-ing sand,
        All oth-er ground is sink-ing sand.

2.    When dark-ness veils His love-ly face, I rest on His un-chang-ing grace;
    In ev-ery high and storm-y gale, My an-chor holds with-in the veil.


3.    His oath, His cov-e-nant, His blood, Sup-port me in the whelm-ing flood;
    When all a-round my soul gives way, He then is all my hope and stay.


4.    When He shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in Him be found;
    Dressed in His right-eous-ness a-lone, Fault-less to stand be-fore the throne.!