Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs ‎#101

101. Not asham'd of Christ

1 Jesus, and shall it ever be
A mortal man asham'd of thee,
Asham'd of thee whom angels praise,
Whose glory shines thro' endless days.

2 Asham'd 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 Asham'd of Jesus, just as soon
Let midnight be asham'd of noon;
'Tis midnight with my soul till he,
Bright morning star, bid darkness flee.

4 Asham'd 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 Asham'd of Jesus! Yes I may,
When I've no guilt to wash away,
No tears 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 my Savior slain!
And O, may this my glory be,
That Christ is not asham'd of me.

7 [His institutions would I prize,
Take up my cross, the shame despise,
Dare to defend his noble cause,
And yield obedience to his laws.]

Text Information

• First Line: Jesus, and shall it ever be
• Title: Not asham'd of Christ
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1800

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