Not Ashamed of Christ.
1 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! just as soon
Let midnight be ashamed of noon;
'Tis midnight with my soul, till he,
Bright morning star, bid darkness flee.
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--nor is my boasting vain--
Till then, I boast a Saviour slain;
And oh! may this my glory be,
That Christ is not ashamed of me.