The Old-Fashioned Story

There’s an old-fa­shioned sto­ry

And an old-fa­shioned song

That has glad­dened the wea­ry

Thro’ the ag­es along

In the old up­per cham­ber

It was joy­ful­ly told

O ’tis ve­ry old-fa­shioned!

But as sweet as of old.

O this old-fa­shioned sto­ry

And this old-fa­shioned song

Is a joy to the wea­ry

All life’s jour­ney along;

For they know

hal­le­lu­jah!

In the ci­ty of gold

They will sing it for ev­er

This sweet sto­ry of old.

There’s a band of old sol­diers

That to Je­sus be­long

Who have told this old sto­ry

And have sung this old song

In the heat of the bat­tle

In the face of the bold

And to­day they will tell you

’Tis as sweet as old.

O the old-fa­shioned sto­ry

And the old-fa­shioned song

O’er the broad earth are roll­ing!

Winning souls all along;

This sweet sto­ry of Je­sus

And this glad song so old

Shall be heard thro’ the ag­es

In that bright up­per fold.