Now I have found the ground wherein

Sure my soul’s anchor may remain;

The wounds of Jesus, for my sin,

Before the world’s foundation slain;

Whose mercy shall unshaken stay,

When heaven and earth are fled away.

2 O Love, thou bottomless abyss!

My sins are swallowed up in thee;

Covered is my unrighteousness;

From condemnation now I’m free;

While Jesus’ blood through earth and skies,

Mercy, free, boundless mercy! cries.

3 With faith I plunge me in this sea,

Here is my hope, my joy, my rest;

Hither, when hell assails, I flee,

I look into my Saviour’s breast.

Away, sad doubt, and anxious fear!

Mercy is all that’s written here.

4 Tho’ waves and storms go o’er my head,

Tho’ strength, and health, and friends, be gone:

Tho’ joys be withered all, and dead;

Tho’ every comfort be withdrawn—

Steadfast on this my soul relies:

Father, thy mercy never dies.