I Love to Tell the Story
1
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 longing
As nothing else can do.
Refrain
I love to tell the story;
'Twill be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.
2
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.
3
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.
4
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.
