Travis Cottrell - In christ alone the solid rock

In Christ al^Eone, my h^Aope is fo^Bund He is my li^Aght, my stre^Bngth, my s^Eong This cornerst^Eone, this sol^Aid gro^Bund F^Eirm through the fi^Aercest dr^Bought and st^Eorm What hei^Eghts of lo^Ave, what depths of pe^Bace When fe^Ears are sti^Alled, when strivings ce^Base My com^Eforter, my a^All in a^Bll H^Eere in the l^Aove of Ch^Brist I s^Etand In Christ al^Eone, who ^Atook on f^Blesh Fullness of G^Aod in helpl^Bess b^Eabe This gift of lo^Eve and ri^Aghteousn^Bess Scorned by the on^Aes He ca^Bme to s^Eave 'Till on that cr^Eoss, as J^Aesus di^Bed The wrath of G^Aod was sa^Btisfi^Eed For every s^Ein, on H^Aim was l^Baid Here in the de^Aath of Ch^Brist, I l^Eive

There in the gro^Eund, His b^Aody l^Bay Light of the wo^Arld by da^Brkness sl^Eain Then bursting fo^Erth in glo^Arius d^Bay Up from the gra^Ave, He ro^Bse ag^Eain and as He sta^Ends, in v^Aicto^Bry Sin's cu^Erse has lo^Ast its g^Brip on ^Eme For I am H^Eis, and H^Ae is m^Bine Brought with the prec^Aious bl^Bood of Ch^Erist

On Chr^Eist the Solid Ro^Ack I st^Band All other gro^Aund is sin^Bking sa^End All other gro^Aund is sin^Bking sa^End

On Chr^Fist the Solid Ro^A#ck I stand All other gr^Found is si^Dmnking s^Cand All other gr^Found is si^Dmnking s^Cand No guilt in li^Ffe, no fear in d^A#eath This is the p^Fower of Ch^Dmrist in ^Cme From life's fi^Frst cry, to final br^A#eath Jes^Fus comm^Dmands my des^Ctiny No power of he^Fll, no scheme of m^A#an Can ^Fever pluck ^Dmme from His h^Cand 'Till He retu^Frns or calls me h^A#ome Here in the po^Fwer of Ch^Dmrist, I'll st^Cand