I’M not ashamed to own my Lord,

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.

Firm as His throne His promise stands; And He can well secure What I’ve committed to His hands Till the decisive hour.

Then will He own my worthless name Before His Father’s face; And in the new Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place.