On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
all other ground is sinking sand.
There are moments where I’m acutely aware of how easily my heart, my will, my desires veer from Christ, my solid Rock. Though I find I can confidently profess, “all other ground is sinking sand,” with my next breath I’m fighting to stave off all my doubts and lack of trust in that truth. But I love this hymn; I want the lyrics to ring true through and through over me. Oh, my desperate need for the empowering and emboldening of the Spirit evidenced in my life.
I’m thankful that even in my struggle, i am still so quickly ushered into declarative worship when I sing or reflect on this hymn. I’m stirred in my soul and the words, especially the refrain, just rips through my spirit. In a freaking awe-some way.
The Solid Rock, 19th century hymn – Edward Mote
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.Refrain:
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
Support 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,
Oh, may I then in Him be found;
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
