1 I’m not ashamed 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.