I Love to Tell the Story
"How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings." - Isa 52:7
VERSE 1
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 would do.
CHORUS
I love to tell the story,
'Twill be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.
VERSE 2
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.
CHORUS
I love to tell the story,
'Twill be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.
VERSE 3
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.
CHORUS
I love to tell the story,
'Twill be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.
VERSE 4
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.
CHORUS
I love to tell the story,
'Twill be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.