Edward Mote, c. 1834
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.
2. When darkness veils His lovely face,
3. His oath, His covenant, and blood|
Support me in the whelming flood;
When every earthly prop gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.
4. When He shall come with trumpet sound,
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