347 Built On the Rock
[1]
Built on the Rock the Church shall stand
Even when steeples are falling;
Crumbled have spires in every land
Bells still are chiming and calling-
Calling the young and old to rest
Calling the souls of those distressed
Longing for life everlasting.
Built on the Rock the Church shall stand
Even when steeples are falling;
Crumbled have spires in every land
Bells still are chiming and calling-
Calling the young and old to rest
Calling the souls of those distressed
Longing for life everlasting.
[2]
Not in our temples made with hands
God the Almighty is dwelling;
High in the heav ns His temple stands
All earthly temples excelling.
Yet He who dwells in heav n above
Deigns to abide with us in love
Making our bodies His temple.
Not in our temples made with hands
God the Almighty is dwelling;
High in the heav ns His temple stands
All earthly temples excelling.
Yet He who dwells in heav n above
Deigns to abide with us in love
Making our bodies His temple.
[3]
We are God s house of living stones
Built for His own habitation;
He fills our hearts His humble thrones
Granting us life and salvation.
Were two or three to seek His face
He in their midst would show His grace
Blessings upon them bestowing.
We are God s house of living stones
Built for His own habitation;
He fills our hearts His humble thrones
Granting us life and salvation.
Were two or three to seek His face
He in their midst would show His grace
Blessings upon them bestowing.
[4]
Yet in this house an earthly frame
Jesus His children is blessing;
Hither we come to praise His name
Faith in our Savior confessing.
Jesus to us His Spirit sent
Making with us His covenant
Granting His children the kingdom.
Yet in this house an earthly frame
Jesus His children is blessing;
Hither we come to praise His name
Faith in our Savior confessing.
Jesus to us His Spirit sent
Making with us His covenant
Granting His children the kingdom.
[5]
Thro all the passing years O Lord
Grant that when church bells are ringing
Many may come to hear God s Word
Where He this promise is bringing:
I know My own My own know Me:
You not the world My face shall see;
My peace I leave with you. Amen.
Thro all the passing years O Lord
Grant that when church bells are ringing
Many may come to hear God s Word
Where He this promise is bringing:
I know My own My own know Me:
You not the world My face shall see;
My peace I leave with you. Amen.