1 I'm not asham'd to own my Lord, Or to defend his cause, Maintain the honour of his word, The glory of his cross.
2 Jesus, my God, I know his Name, His Name is all my trust, Nor will he put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost.
3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, And he can well secure What I've committed to his hands Till the decisive hour.
4 Then will he own my worthless name Before his Father's face, And in the new Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place.