There¡¯s a rock that doesn¡¯t move,
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It hasn¡¯t moved, it will never move,
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Even though the waves come crashing down.
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There¡¯s a tower on a hill, its always strong,
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It will never shake,
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It was standing there before the world began.
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There¡¯s a wave that¡¯s coming in,
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Washing over this town, it will make or break us, reinvent us,
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It¡¯s time to lay me down.
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On Christ the solid rock we will stand,
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All other ground is sinking sand.
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On Christ the solid rock we will stand,
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We¡¯ll climb on your back, take us to higher ground.
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There¡¯s a song that doesn¡¯t fade,
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It never fades it was custom made,
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To raise the sons and daughters of this earth.
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There¡¯s a sound that¡¯s coming in,
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Rushing over this town, it will make or break us, reinvent us; it¡¯s time to lay me down.
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My hope is built on nothing less,
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Than Jesus blood and righteousness.
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I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
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But wholly lean on Jesus name.
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When darkness seems to veil his face,
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I rest on his unchanging grace.
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In every high and stormy gale,
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My anchor holds within the veil.
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His oath his covenant and blood,
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Support me in the ¡®whelming flood.
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When all around my soul gives way,
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He then is all my hope and stay.
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When the last trumpets voice shall sound,
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O then I may in him be found,
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Clothed in his righteousness alone,
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Faultless to stand before his throne.
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Solid Rock
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