Text: Edward Mote (1797-1874)
Music: William B. Bradbury (1816-1868)
My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame, but wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
Chorus: On Christ the solid rock I stand,
all other ground is sinking sand; all other ground is sinking sand.
When Darkness veils his lovely face, I rest on his unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale, my anchor holds within the veil.
His oath, his covenant, his blood supports me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way, he then is all my hope and stay.
When he shall come with trumpet sound, O may I then in him be found!
Dressed in his righteousness alone, faultless to stand before the throne!
I have had Job seasons in my life when I felt that satanâ€™s attack on me and my family would kill me. I asked myself what had I done to bring on this assault and even heard well-meaning friends suggest that I had done something to provoke or invite the attack.
I do not have a final answer on whether my friends are correct. God and I will continue to discuss that. I do know, however, that the anchor I have in Jesus Christ is stronger now because of the storms I have lived. I am more certain now that Jesus lives in me and loves me. I am convinced that God, Creator of the Universe, knows Jody by name and number of hairs on her head.
As I continue in my journey (my life here), I will have other trials. I will have seasons of joy and renewal. I do not know the day or the hour when Jesus comes again and my eternal life begins. I do know the promise of that hope. Until that day, I will continue to build on the Rock, Jesus Christ, my anchor and hope.