My Hope Is Built on Nothing Less
Backgrounder: Many British
hymn writers were children of
the clergy or came from middle-
or upper-class backgrounds.
But not Edward Mote. He was
apprenticed to a cabinetmaker
who took him to church in a
London suburb. The chorus
came to Mite’s mind as he was
walking to work, and during
the day the stanzas came to him.
Two years later he published it
in a collection of his own hymns
entitled “The Immutable Basis of
a Sinner’s Hope.” It is a hymn that
combines deep biblical theology
with sincere personal experience.
Lord, our hope is in You:
If we are living in the light,
as God is in the light, then we
have fellowship with each other,
and the blood of Jesus, his Son,
cleanses us from all sin.
If we claim we have no sin,
we are only fooling ourselves
and not living in the truth.
But if we confess our sins to him,
he is faithful and just to forgive us
our sins and to cleanse us from
all unrighteousness (1Jn 1:7-9).
Lord, I confess my sins before U.
Thank You that you are faithful
to forgive them and to cleanse
me from all the effects of them.
And I can live in the wholeness
of complete forgiveness and
purified of all unrighteousness,
faultless and without blemish for
Jesus alone is my righteousness.
Lord, Thank you for your Word
that says U are our solid rock,
no matter the circumstances
around us. You are always with
us and we are safe and secure
under Your everlasting arms.
Lord, our hope is in You alone.
We don’t have any alternative.
You are my all in all, You are
my only hope and I rest on You.
So support us Oh God in the
overwhelming flood of life, for
we look up to U our solid rock!
In Jesus’ name we pray, Amen.
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood & righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
On Christ, the solid rock I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
When darkness veil His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the vale.
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.
Backgrounder: Many British
hymn writers were children of
the clergy or came from middle-
or upper-class backgrounds.
But not Edward Mote. He was
apprenticed to a cabinetmaker
who took him to church in a
London suburb. The chorus
came to Mite’s mind as he was
walking to work, and during
the day the stanzas came to him.
Two years later he published it
in a collection of his own hymns
entitled “The Immutable Basis of
a Sinner’s Hope.” It is a hymn that
combines deep biblical theology
with sincere personal experience.
Lord, our hope is in You:
If we are living in the light,
as God is in the light, then we
have fellowship with each other,
and the blood of Jesus, his Son,
cleanses us from all sin.
If we claim we have no sin,
we are only fooling ourselves
and not living in the truth.
But if we confess our sins to him,
he is faithful and just to forgive us
our sins and to cleanse us from
all unrighteousness (1Jn 1:7-9).
Lord, I confess my sins before U.
Thank You that you are faithful
to forgive them and to cleanse
me from all the effects of them.
And I can live in the wholeness
of complete forgiveness and
purified of all unrighteousness,
faultless and without blemish for
Jesus alone is my righteousness.
Lord, Thank you for your Word
that says U are our solid rock,
no matter the circumstances
around us. You are always with
us and we are safe and secure
under Your everlasting arms.
Lord, our hope is in You alone.
We don’t have any alternative.
You are my all in all, You are
my only hope and I rest on You.
So support us Oh God in the
overwhelming flood of life, for
we look up to U our solid rock!
In Jesus’ name we pray, Amen.
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood & righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
On Christ, the solid rock I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
When darkness veil His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the vale.
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.