210LM
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
Oer 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 Ive no guilt to wash away,
No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
No fears to quell, no soul to save.
 
6  Till then—nor 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