O who'll stand up for Jesus,
The lowly Nazarene,
And raise the blood-stained banner
Amid the hosts of sin?
The cross of Christ I'll cherish,
Its crucifixion bear;
All hail reproach or sorrow
If Jesus leads me there.
O who will follow Jesus,
Amid report and shame?
While others shrink and falter,
Who'll glory in his name?
Though fierce may rage the battle,
And wild the storm may blow,
Though friends may go forever,
Who will with Jesus go?
My all to Christ I've given,
My talents, time, and voice,
Myself, my reputation,
His glory is my choice.
O who'll stand up for Jesus,
The lowly Nazarene,
And raise the blood-stained banner
Amid the hosts of sin?
The cross of Christ I'll cherish,
Its crucifixion bear;
All hail reproach or sorrow
If Jesus leads me there.
O who will follow Jesus,
Amid report and shame?
While others shrink and falter,
Who'll glory in his name?
Though fierce may rage the battle,
And wild the storm may blow,
Though friends may go forever,
Who will with Jesus go?
My all to Christ I've given,
My talents, time, and voice,
Myself, my reputation,
His glory is my choice.
コメント