1 Jesus! and shall it ever be
A mortal man ashamed of Thee?
Ashamed of Thee, whom angels praise,
Whose glories shine through endless days!
2 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend
On whom my hopes of heav'n depend!
No; when I blush, be this my shame,
That I no more revere His name.
3 Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may,
When I've no guilt to wash away,
No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
No fears to quell, no soul to save.
4 Till then—-nor is my boasting vain—-
Till then I boast a Savior slain;
And, oh, may this my glory be,
That Christ is not ashamed of me!
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First Line: | Jesus! and shall it ever be |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1918 |