|1||Ashamed of Thee? O dearest Lord,
I marvel how such wrong can be:
And yet how oft in deed and word
Have I been found ashamed of Thee!
|2||Ashamed of Thee, my King, my God,
Who soughtest me with wondrous love,
Whose feet the way of sorrows trod
To bring me to Thy Home above?
|3||Ashamed of Thee!– Of that blest Name
Which speaks of mercy full and free?
Nay, Lord, I would my only shame
Might be, to be ashamed of Thee.
|4||Ashamed of Thee, Whose love divine
Was not ashamed of our lost race,
But even this cold heart of mine
Dost make Thy Home and dwelling-place?
|5||Ashamed of Thee? O Lord, I pray
This cruel wrong no more may be:
And in Thy last great Advent-day
Oh be not Thou ashamed of me! Amen.