Could I Tell It

If I could tell of Je­sus

As I know Him

My Re­deem­er who has

Brightened all my way

If I could tell how pre­cious

Is His pre­sence

I am sure that you

Would make Him yours to­day.

Could I tell it

could I tell it

How the sun­shine of

His pre­sence lights my way

I would tell it

I would tell it

And I’m sure that you

Would make Him yours to­day.

If I could on­ly tell you

How He loves you

And if we could thro’

The lone­ly gar­den go;

If I could tell His

Dying pain and par­don

You would wor­ship at

His wound­ed feet

I know.

If I could tell how sweet

Will be His wel­come

In that home whose won­drous

Beauty ne’er was told

And tell you how He waits

And longs to save you

You would seek Him

and

Abide with­in His fold.

But I can nev­er tell Him

As I know Him

Human tongue can nev­er

Tell of love di­vine;

I on­ly can en­treat you

To ac­cept Him;

Come and know the joy

And peace for­ev­er mine.