I’m not ashamed to own my Lord,

1.I’m not ashamed to own my Lord,
Or to defend his cause;
Maintain the honor of his word,
The glory of his cross.

At the cross! at the cross!
where I first saw the light,
And the burden of my heart roll’d away;
It was there by faith I received my sight,
And now I am happy all the day!

2.Jesus, my God! I know his name,
His name is all my trust;
Nor will he put my soul to shame,
Nor let my hope be lost.

3.Firm as his throne his promise stands,
And he can well secure
What I’ve committed to his hands
Till the decisive hour.

4.Then will he own my worthless name
Before his Father’s face,
And in the new Jerusalem
Appoint my soul a place.

My hope is built on nothing less

1.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.

2.When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.

3.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.

4.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.