Tell the Story of Jesus

Go tell the story of Je­sus

To some poor sin-sick soul;

Think of the time you heard it

And how it made you whole.

It drove away the dark­ness

Of night

where­in you lay;

It brought to you the glo­ry

And light of per­fect day.

Go tell the story of Je­sus

To some poor sin-sick soul;

Think of the time you heard it

And how it made you whole.

Go tell the story of Je­sus

To strang­ers you may meet

And dwell up­on His mer­cy

In ac­cents rich and sweet;

It may be they’ll for­get you

In bu­sy toil and care;

But they’ll not for­get the sto­ry

You whis­pered in their ear.

Go tell the sto­ry of Je­sus

To those who have not heard

And make it sound as lovely

As the song of some sweet bird;

Tell with a glow­ing rap­ture

His ten­der words of love;

And tell them of the beau­ty

Of that blest home above.

Go tell the story of Je­sus

To peo­ple great and small;

Remember He

the Sav­ior

Gave up His life for all;

Tell it when death’s cold bil­lows

Are un­der­neath your feet

’Twill be the on­ly story

Heard in the gold­en street.