Capo on 3rd fret Am E Built on the Rock the Church shall stand Am C D E Am Even when steeples are falling. Am E Crumbled have spires in ev'ry land; Am C D E Am Bells still are chiming and calling, Am Em C G C Calling the young and old to rest, Am C B E But above all the soul distressed, Am F E Am Longing for rest everlasting. Am E Surely in temples made with hands Am C D E Am God, the Most High, is not dwelling; Am E High above earth his temple stands, Am C D E Am All earthly temples excelling. Am Em C G C Yet he who dwells in heav'n above Am C B E Chooses to live with us in love, Am F E Am Making our bodies his temple. Am E We are God's house of living stones, Am C D E Am Built for his own habitation. Am E He through baptismal grace us owns Am C D E Am Heirs of his wondrous salvation. Am Em C G C Were we but two his name to tell, Am C B E Yet he would deign with us to dwell Am F E Am With all his grace and his favor. Am E Here stands the font before our eyes, Am C D E Am Telling how God did receive us. Am E Th' altar recalls Christ's sacrifice Am C D E Am And what the sacrament gives us. Am Em C G C Here sound the Scriptures that proclaim Am C B E Christ yesterday, today, the same, Am F E Am And evermore, our Redeemer. Am E Grant then, O God, your will be done, Am C D E Am That, when the church bells are ringing, Am E Many in saving faith may come Am C D E Am Where Christ his message is bringing Am Em C G C "I know my own; my own know me. Am C B E You, not the world, my face shall see. Am F E Am My peace I leave with you always."
