193. Glorying in the Cross of Christ

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

2 Asham'd of Jesus! sooner far
Let ev'ning 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 heav'n 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 God to crave,
No fears to quell, no soul to save.

6 'Till then--nor is my boasting vain--
"Till then I boast my Saviour 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.

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First Line: Jesus! and shall it ever be
Title: Glorying in the Cross of Christ
Language: English
Publication Date: 1803
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