Ashamed of Me.

Jesus! and shall it ever be,
A mortal man ashamed of thee! 
Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise,
Whose glories shine thro’ endless days.

2 Ashamed 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 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 tear to wipe, no good to crave,
No fears to quell, no soul to save.

5 Till then—­nor is my boasting vain—­
Till then, I boast a Savior slain! 
And, oh, may this my glory be
That Christ is not ashamed of me!

     Joseph Grigg, 1765. Ab. and alt.

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All-Engrossing Love. (509)

Jesus! my heart within me burns,
  To tell thee all its conscious love;
And from earth’s low delight it turns,
  To taste a joy like that above.

2 When thou to me dost condescend,
  In love divine, thou blessed One,
The moments that with thee I spend,
  Seem e’en as Heaven itself begun.

3 Though oft these lips my love have told,
  They still the story would repeat;
To me the rapture ne’er grows old,
  That thrills me, bending at thy feet.

4 I breathe my words into thine ear;
  I seem to fix mine eyes on thine;
And sure that thou dost wait to hear,
  I dare in faith to call thee mine.

5 Reign thou sole Sovereign of my heart;
  My all I yield to thy control;
Oh! let me never from thee part,
  Thou best Beloved of my soul!

     Ray Palmer, 1869.

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The Song of Songs. (603)

Come, let us sing the song of songs,
  With hearts and voices swell the strain;
The homage which to Christ belongs;—­
  “Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain!”

2 Slain to redeem us by his blood,
  To cleanse from every sinful stain;
And make us kings and priests to God: 
  “Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain!”

3 To him who suffered on the tree,
  Our souls, at his soul’s price, to gain,
Blessing, and praise, and glory be!—­
  “Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain!”

4 Come, Holy Spirit! from on high,
  Our faith, our hope, our love sustain,
Living to sing, and dying cry,—­
  “Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain!”

     James Montgomery, 1853.

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Looking to Jesus. (587)

My faith looks up to thee,
Thou Lamb of Calvary;
  Savior divine;
Now hear me while I pray;
Take all my guilt away;
O, let me, from this day,
  Be wholly thine.

2 May thy rich grace impart
Strength to my fainting heart;
  My zeal inspire;
As thou hast died for me,
Oh! may my love to thee
Pure, warm, and changeless be,
  A living fire!