Jesus, and shall it ever be

		

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					L.M.

1	Jesus, and shall it ever be, 
	A mortal man ashamed of Thee, 
	Ashamed of Thee, whose Angels praise, 
	Whose glories shine through endless days? 

2	Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far 
	May evening blush to own a star; 
	Ashamed of Jesus!  just as soon 
	May midnight blush to think of noon.

3	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. 

4	Ashamed of Jesus! Yes, I may, 
	When I’ve no guilt to wash away, 
	No tears to wipe, no joys to crave, 
	No fears to quell, no soul to save. 

5	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!


						F.Grigg,1765
						(Altered by B. Fracis, 1787)