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 heaven 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 â nor is my boasting vain â Till then, I boast a Saviour slain ! And oh, may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me !