Blessèd Old Story of Love

Tell the sweet sto­ry wher­ev­er you go

Blessèd old sto­ry of love!

Tell it un­til all your heart is aglow

Filled with the pow­er from ab­ove.

Blessèd old sto­ry of love!

Blessèd old sto­ry of love!

Christ came from Heav­en to save you and me

Blessèd old sto­ry of love.

Tell it to com­fort the wea­ry and sad

Tell it the wound­ed to heal;

No other mes­sage can make us so glad

None will such glo­ry re­veal.

Look to the cross where He died for our sin

Look to the Lamb on the throne;

Then tell the sto­ry a bro­ther to win

Jesus your ef­fort will own.

Bright ang­els sweep­ing their harp-strings of gold

In holy rapt­ure ab­ove

Listen

while saints His sal­va­tion un­fold—

Blessèd old sto­ry of love!