My hope

Today I thought I would share one of my favourite hymns which I from time to time remind my husband I want sung at my funeral. I love the hymn my hope is built in nothing less. It was written by a Edward mote a baptist minister who died in November 1874. A great quote from him when he was offered the church building as a gift from his congregation "I do not want the chapel, I only want the pulpit; and when I cease to preach Christ, then turn me out of that." Indeed we should all preach Christ in our lives and what a solid rock we have in Christ.

My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.

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On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness seems to hide His face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.

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His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.

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When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.

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