7. My Hope on Nothing Less Is Built

8s.
1
My hope on nothing less is built
 
Than Jesus, and the blood He spilt;
 
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
 
But wholly lean on His blest name.
 
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand,
 
All other ground is sinking sand,
 
All other ground is sinking sand.
2
Should darkness seem to veil His face,
 
Unchanged is He, unchanged His grace;
 
In every high and stormy gale
 
Faith's anchor holds within the veil.
3
Eternally His promise stands,
 
My name is graven on His hands;
 
Let all around my soul give way,
 
He still abides my lasting stay.