Now I Have Found the Firm Foundation

Now I have found the firm foun­da­tion

Which holds mine an­chor ev­er sure;

’Twas laid be­fore the world’s cre­ation

In Christ my Sav­ior’s wounds se­cure;

Foundation which un­moved shall stay

When Heav’n and earth will pass away.

It is that mer­cy nev­er end­ing

Which hu­man wis­dom far tran­scends

Of Him who

lov­ing arms ex­tend­ing

To wretch­ed sin­ners con­des­cends;

Whose heart with pi­ty still doth break

Whether we seek Him or for­sake.

Our ru­in God hath not in­tend­ed

For our sal­va­tion He hath yearned;

For this His Son to earth des­cend­ed

And then to Heav’n again re­turned;

For this so pa­tient ev­er­more

He knocketh at our heart’s closed door.

O depth of love

to me re­veal­ing

The sea where my sins dis­ap­pear!

In Christ my wounds find per­fect heal­ing

There is no con­dem­na­tion here;

For Je­sus’ blood through earth and skies

Forever Mer­cy! Mer­cy! cries.

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

Into the Fa­ther’s heart I’ll gaze;

For there is al­ways to be found

Free mer­cy with­out end and bound.

Though I be robbed of ev­ery plea­sure

That makes my soul and bo­dy glad

And be de­prived of earth­ly trea­sure

And be for­sak­en

lone

and sad

Though my de­sire for help seem vain

His mer­cy shall with me re­main.

Though earth­ly tri­als should op­press me

And cares from day to day in­crease;

Though earth’s vain things should sore dis­tress me

And rob me of my Sav­ior’s peace;

Though I be brought down to the dust

Still in His mer­cy I will trust.

When all my deeds I am re­view­ing

The deeds that I ad­mire the most

I find in all my thought and do­ing

That there is naught where­of to boast.

Yet this sweet com­fort shall abide—

In mer­cy I can still con­fide.

Let mer­cy cause me to be will­ing

To bear my lot and not to fret.

While He my rest­less heart is still­ing

May I His mer­cy not for­get!

Come weal

come woe

my heart to test

His mer­cy is my on­ly rest.

I’ll stand upon this firm foun­da­tion

As long as I on earth re­main;

This shall en­gage my me­di­ta­tion

While I the breath of life re­tain;

And then

when face to face with Thee

I’ll sing of mer­cy

great and free.