And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.
Than Jesus' blood and righteous ness
I dare not trust the sw eetest frame
But wholly lean on Jesus' n ame
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
I r est on His unc hanging grace
In ev’ry high and s tormy gale
My anchor holds wit hin the veil
Sup port me in the whelming fl ood
When all around my s oul gives way
He t hen is all my hope and s tay
Oh may I then in Him be f ound
Dressed in His righteousn ess alone
Faultl ess to stand bef ore the th rone
I hear the trumpet sounding
‘Tis the midnight hour
And the stars are falling
I must seek my bower
I hear the Bridegroom calling
From Mount Zion’s heights
I must flee to the mountain top