I built my hopes on shifting sands,
And never feared the storms.
Then came the floods
Into my life, and
All I’d trusted in was gone.
Gone, all of it – gone.
Swept aside, with all my hopes,
My dreams, my pride.
Everything I thought to be my life
Failed me, and proved to be
Fleeting; and foolish; and useless!
So now, with floods swirling
All around me, and with my troubles
Rising up to drown me,
I turn to hopes of ages past,
To CHRIST, the solid rock that lasts!
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