221. CHRIST THE FOUNDATION
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Author: Johann Andreas Rothe, 1727 (1688-1758)
Composer: Unknown
Author: Johann Andreas Rothe, 1727 (1688-1758)
Composer: Unknown
1. I now have found the firm foundation
Where evermore my anchor grounds!
It lay there ere the world’s creation,
Where else, but in my Saviour’s wounds?
Foundation which unmov’d shall stay,
When earth and heaven pass away.
2. O depth of love, in which past finding
My sins through Christ’s blood disappear!
This is for wounds the safest binding,
There is no condemnation here.
For Jesus’ blood thro’ earth and skies
Forever “Mercy! Mercy!” cries.
3. I never will forget this crying,
In faith I’ll trust it all my days;
And when o’er all my sins I’m sighing
I t’ward my Father’s heart will gaze.
For there is always to be found
Free mercy without end or bound.
4. Though in the best of all my actions,
In works that are admir’d the most,
I must perceive great imperfections;
I surely have no right to boast.
Yet this sweet comfort doth abide,
In “Mercy” only I’ll confide.
5. Be it with me as He is willing
Whose mercy is a boundless sea;
May He, Himself, my heart be stilling,
That this may ne’er forgotten be.
So rests my heart in joy and woe
On mercy while it beats below.
6. On this foundation I, unshrinking,
Will stand, while I on earth remain;
This shall engage my acting, thinking,
While I the breath of life retain.
Then I will sing eternally
Unfathomed Mercy, still of Thee!
Where evermore my anchor grounds!
It lay there ere the world’s creation,
Where else, but in my Saviour’s wounds?
Foundation which unmov’d shall stay,
When earth and heaven pass away.
2. O depth of love, in which past finding
My sins through Christ’s blood disappear!
This is for wounds the safest binding,
There is no condemnation here.
For Jesus’ blood thro’ earth and skies
Forever “Mercy! Mercy!” cries.
3. I never will forget this crying,
In faith I’ll trust it all my days;
And when o’er all my sins I’m sighing
I t’ward my Father’s heart will gaze.
For there is always to be found
Free mercy without end or bound.
4. Though in the best of all my actions,
In works that are admir’d the most,
I must perceive great imperfections;
I surely have no right to boast.
Yet this sweet comfort doth abide,
In “Mercy” only I’ll confide.
5. Be it with me as He is willing
Whose mercy is a boundless sea;
May He, Himself, my heart be stilling,
That this may ne’er forgotten be.
So rests my heart in joy and woe
On mercy while it beats below.
6. On this foundation I, unshrinking,
Will stand, while I on earth remain;
This shall engage my acting, thinking,
While I the breath of life retain.
Then I will sing eternally
Unfathomed Mercy, still of Thee!
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