My hope is built on nothing less
than Jesus' blood and righteouness
I dare not trust the sweetest frame
But wholly trust in Jesus' name.
When darkness seems to hide His face
I rest on His unchanging grace
In every high and stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil.
I rest on His unchanging grace
In every high and stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil.
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