Maddie & Tae - My hope is built on nothing less
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Words: EdÂward Mote, cirÂca 1834; first apÂpeared in Moteâs Hymns of Praise, 1836. Music: SolÂid Rock,
WillÂiam B. BradÂbuÂry, 1863.
My Fhope is built on Cnothing less
than BbJesusâ bloodF and righteousness.
I dare not trust the Csweetest frame,
but Bbwholly lean in FJesusâ Name.
On FChrist the solid BbRock I stand,
All Fother ground is Csinking sand;
All Fother ground is C7sinking Fsand.
When Fdarkness seems to Chide His face,
I Bbrest on His un- Fchanging grace.
In every high and Cstormy gale,
My Bbanchor holds with- Fin the veil.
On FChrist the solid BbRock I stand,
All Fother ground is Csinking sand;
All Fother ground is C7sinking Fsand.
F C
His oath, His cove- nant, His blood,
Sup- Bbport me in the Fwhelming flood.
When all around my Csoul gives way,
He Bbthen is all my FHope and Stay.
On FChrist the solid BbRock I stand,
All Fother ground is Csinking sand;
All Fother ground is C7sinking Fsand.
When FHe shall come with Ctrumpet sound,
Oh Bbmay I then in FHim be found.
Dressed in His righteous- Cness alone,
Fault- Bbless to stand be- Ffore the throne.
On FChrist the solid BbRock I stand,
All Fother ground is Csinking sand;
All Fother ground is C7sinking Fsand.