Rev. EDWARD MOTE

109

SOLID ROCK L. M. 61.

WILLIAM B. BRADBURY, 1863

1. My hope is built on

noth-ing less

Than Jesus' blood and righteousness; I rest on His un-chang-ing grace; e - nant, and blood, Sup-port me in the whelming flood:

2. When darkness seems to veil His face, 3. His oath, His cov

on Je-sus' name:

I dare not trust the sweet-est frame, But whol-ly lean ev'ry high and storm -y gale, My an-chor holds with-in the veil; When all a-round my soul gives way, He then is all my hope and stay:

In

WILLIAM COWPER, 1772

110

COWPER C. M.

LOWELL MASON, 1830

1. There
2. The
3. Dear

is

a fountain

filled with blood Drawn from Im- man
dy - ing thief rejoiced to see That fount-ain in
dying Lamb, Thy pre-cious blood Shall
nev - er lose

253

no

side which flow'd,

en

for

ev

Let the wa · ter and the blood, From Thy riv
Could my zeal respite know, Could my tears
Nak-ed, come to Thee for dress; Help-less, look
When I soar to worlds unknown, See Thee on Thy

to

Thee for grace,

judg-ment throne,

Be of sin the dou- ble cure,-Cleanse me from its guilt and pow'r.
All for sin could not a
Foul, I to the fount-ain
Rock of Ages, cleft for

fly:

me,

tone; Thou must save, and Thou a
Wash me, Saviour, or I
Let me hide my-self in Thee. A-meu,

lone.
die.

Let the wa- ter and the blood, From Thy riv
Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears
Naked, come to Thee for dress; Help - less, look
When I soar to worlds un-known, See
Thee on

Be of sin the dou-ble cure,-Cleanse me from its guilt and pow'r.
All for sin could not a- tone, Thou must save, and Thou a lone.
the fount-ain fly: Wash me, Sav-iour, or I die.
Ages, cleft for me Let me hide my- self in Thee.

Foul, I to
Rock of

114

Amen.

It

all the steps that grace dis
new sup- plies each hour I

sound, And all the earth shall hear.

play, Which drew the wondrous plan.

meet, While press-ing on to God.

lays in heav'n the top-most stone, And well de- serves the praise. Amen.