|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!Sooner far
Let evening blush to own a star;
He sheds the beams of light divine
O’er this benighted soul of mine.
|3||Ashamed of Jesus!Just as soon
Let midnight be ashamed of noon;
’Tis midnight with my soul till He,
Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee.
|4||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.
|5||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.
|6||Till thennor is my boasting vain
Till then I boast a Saviour slain;
And O, may this my glory be,
That Christ is not ashamed of me!
|Joseph Grigg, c 1728-68,
alt Benjamin Francis, 1734-99