Solid Rock

There's fire and brimstone everywhere
There's strife on every hand
Had I not found the Solid Rock.
I would have no place to stand.

God picked me up, long ago
And stood me in this place
He saved my sinful soul from death
By His amazing grace.

Sin is raging all around
Darkness covers this land
But there is light and joy and love
In this rock on which I stand.

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