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1. My hope is built on noth-ing less Than Je - sus' blood and righteousness; 2. When darkness seems to veil His face, I rest on His un-chang-ing grace; 3. His oath, His cov - e-nant, and blood, Sup-port me in the whelming flood:
I dare not trust the sweet- est frame, But whol-ly lean Je-sus' name: In 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:
1. Thou art 2. Thou art 3. Thou art 4. Thou art
the Way; to Thee a - lone From sin and death we flee:
im - part;
And he who would the Fa-ther seek Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee.
ter and the blood, From Thy riv en side which flow'd,
res - pite know, Could my tears for - ev flow, to Thee for dress; Help - less, look to Thee for grace; to worlds un - known, Sec Thee on Thy judg-ment throne,
Be of sin the dou-ble cure,-Cleanse me from its guilt and pow'r.
A - men.
1. Grace, 'tis a charm - ing sound, Har mo nius
re 3. Grace taught my wand- 'ring feet To tread the 4. Grace all the work shall crown, Thro' ev er
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