Ashamed of Christ! my soul
disdain
The mean
ungenerous thought:
Shall I disown that Friend
whose blood
To man salvation brought?
With happy news of love and peace
From Heav’n to earth He came:
For us endured the painful cross
For us despised the shame.
At His command
we must take up
Our cross without delay:
Our lives—and thousands more like ours
His love can ne’er repay.
Each faithful sufferer Jesus views
With infinite delight;
Their lives to Him are dear; their deaths
Are precious in His sight.
To bear His name
His cross endure
Our highest honor this!
Who nobly suffers now for Him
Shall reign with Him in bliss.
But should we in the evil day
From our profession fly
Jesus
our Judge
before the world
The traitor will deny.
But should we in the evil day
From our profession fly
Jesus
our Judge
before the world
The traitor will deny.