The Voice of Thanksgiving No. 3 ‎#40

40. Ashamed of Jesus

1 Behold the Saviour kneeling there;
like sweat flow drops of blood;
To wash my ev’ry sin away
He shed the crimson flood.
To bear the guilt of all the world,
from heaven Jesus came,
And shall I be ashamed of Him,
ashamed of Jesus’ name?

2 The Saviour wore for me a crown
of thorns upon His head,
That I forevermore might wear
a crown of life instead;
For me He suffered, O, so much,
for me He bore all blame;
And shall I be ashamed of Him,
ashamed of Jesus’ name?

3 For me He hung upon the cross,
before the mocking crowd;
Five bleeding wounds, and all for me;
in death His head He bowed!
Amazing love! for me, for me,
He bore my sin and shame,
And shall I be ashamed of Him,
ashamed of Jesus’ name?

4 Let evening blush to own the stars,
God’s glory which display;
Let morning blush to own the sun
that turns night into day.
The Saviour turned my night to day,
and may I blush with shame,
When I no more confess His name,
His precious, precious name.

Text Information

• First Line: Behold the Saviour kneeling there
• Title: Ashamed of Jesus
• Author: Anon.
• Publication Date: 1921
• Topic: Praising, Jesus Christ; Witnessing

Tune Information

• Name: [Behold the Saviour kneeling there]
• Composer: George S. Schuler