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.