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Chorus 1 With faith I plunge me in this sea,
On Christ the solid Rock I stand, All other Here is my hope, my joy, my rest;
ground is sinking sand. Hither, when hell assails, I flee,
All other ground is sinking sand. 3/4
I look into my Saviour's breast:
Verse 4 Away, sad doubt, and anxious fear!
When He shall come with trumpet sound, O may Mercy is all that's written there. 4/4
I then in Him be found! HOME
Dressed in His righteousness alone, 203 Nothing can trouble, nothing
Faultless to stand before the throne! can frighten.
Chorus 1 Nothing can trouble, nothing can frighten. Those
On Christ the solid Rock I stand, All other who seek God shall never go wanting, Nothing
can trouble, nothing can frighten. God alone fills
ground is sinking sand.
All other ground is sinking sand. 4/4 us.
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202 Now I have found the ground 204 Precious Lord, take my hand
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Precious Lord, take my hand Lead me on, let me
Verse 1 stand.
Now I have found the ground wherein I am tired, I am weak, I am worn.
Sure my soul's anchor may remain,
The wounds of Jesus, for my sin Thru the storm, thru the night, Lead me on to
the light.
Before the world's foundation slain; Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home.
Whose mercy shall unshaken stay, 1/3
When Heav'n and earth are fled away. 1/4
Verse 2
Verse 2 When my way grows drear,
Father, Thine everlasting grace Precious Lord, linger near,
Our scanty thought surpasses far, When my life is almost gone.
Thy heart still melts with tenderness,
Hear my cry, hear my call.
Thy arms of love still open are Hold my hand lest I fall.
Returning sinners to receive, Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home.
That mercy they may taste and live. 2/4 2/3
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O Love, Thou bottomless abyss, When the darkness appears
My sins are swallowed up in Thee! And the night draws near,
Covered is my unrighteousness, And the day is past and gone,
Nor spot of guilt remains on me, At the river I stand,
While Jesu's blood through earth and skies Guide my feet, hold my hand,
'Mercy, free, boundless mercy!' cries. 3/4 Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home.
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