I Love To Tell The Story

I love to tell the story of unseen things above,

of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love.

I love to tell the story because I know 'Tis true,

it satisfies my longings as nothing else can do.

I love to tell the story, 'twill be my theme in glory,

to tell the old, old story of Jesus and His love.

I love to tell the story, more wonderful it seems

than all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams.

I love to tell the story, it did so much for me,

and that is just the reason I tell it now to thee.

I love to tell the story, 'tis pleasant to repeat

what seems, each time I tell it, more wonderfully sweet.

I love to tell the story, for some have never heard

the message of salvation from God's own Holy Word.

I love to tell the story, for those who know it best

seem hungering and thirsting to hear it like the rest.

And when, in scenes of glory, I sing the new, new song,

'twill be the old, old story that I have loved so long.