1. My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness
No merit of my own I claim
But wholly lean on Jesus' name
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand
All other ground is sinking sand. 2ce

2. When long appears my toilsome race,
I rest on His unchanging grace
In every high and stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand
All other ground is sinking sand. 2ce

3. His oath, His covenant, and blood
Support me in the whelming flood
When every earthly prop gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand
All other ground is sinking sand. 2ce

4. When the last trumpet's voice shall sound,
Oh, may I then in Him be found
Robed in His righteousness alone
Faultless to stand before the throne
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand
All other ground is sinking sand. 2ce