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7. My Hope on Nothing Less Is Built | 8s. |
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| 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. |
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| On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand, |
| All other ground is sinking sand, |
| All other ground is sinking sand. |
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| 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. |
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| 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. |
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