This post is for Rachel. The internet can be a wonderful thing. Through the internet my daughter met Rachel because of their shared loved of the TV show “Combat!’. Now I’ve started up a relationship with Rachel too through our blogs. We have a lot in common: grew up PK’s, stay at home moms, homeschooling moms, love to read.
While preparing this post I found this interesting story about the history of this song.
Regardless of the claims of his business on his time, Mote always found time to worship God. He was especially interested in Christian music, and one day felt inspired on the way to work to write down a verse that came to his mind. Before the day was finished, he had completed four verses. His new hymn began with the words, “My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.”
Not long thereafter, Mote visited a friend whose wife was ill. It was a Sunday, and the friend mentioned that he and his wife liked to observe Sunday by singing a hymn, reading a scripture, and having prayer together. Mote had a copy of his hymn in his pocket, so they sang it. The friend’s wife was so taken with the hymn that she requested a copy for herself. Encouraged by her interest, Mote had copies printed––and soon found himself the author of a beloved hymn.
So many phrases/lines in this song give comfort and hope:
“wholly lean on Jesus’ name” – no better place to put our trust
“His unchanging grace” – How wonderful in our world of change that Christ never changes; He is always reliable.
“When all around my soul gives way” – I’ve felt that. I’ve felt that all was lost. But I’ve also felt that peace that comes in trusting Jesus in such times.
“Faultless to stand” – This is only possible through Jesus!
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus Christ, my 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 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;
In Him, my righteousness, alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.