HighRoad - Christ my hope my glory

^GMy hope is not in ^Ctemporal ^Emthings The ^Cgain from earthly ^Dtrea^Gsure The fleeting pleasures ^Cit may ^Embring Are ^Cone day gone ^Dfor^Gever

^GIt can’t be found in ^Cmen’s app^Emlause ^CThough for now, it’s^D ple^Gasing The hollow empty ^Cpraise it ^Emlauds ^Cleaves the soul still ^Dnee^Gding

My ^Chope is built on nothing ^Emless than ^CJesus' blood and^D righteou^Gsness He alone is life to ^Cme Christ my hope my ^Dglo^Gry

^GThere is a hope that’s ^Cflowing ^Emfree ^CRushing like a ^Driv^Ger From the cross of ^CCalva^Emry ^CTo the soul ^Dsurren^Gdered

My ^Chope is built on nothing ^Emless than ^CJesus' blood and^D righteou^Gsness He alone is life to ^Cme Christ my hope my ^Dglo^Gry

^GOn Christ the solid ^Crock I stand all ^Gother ground is sinking ^Dsand All ^Gother ^Cground is ^Dsinking ^Gsand

My ^Chope is built on nothing ^Emless than ^CJesus' blood and^D righteou^Gsness He alone is life to ^Cme Christ my hope my ^Dglo^Gry

For He alone is li^Cfe to me Christ my hope my ^Dglo^Gry