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.
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, 'twill be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story of Jesus and His love.
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, 'twill be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story of Jesus and His love.
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.
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, 'twill be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story of Jesus and His love.