#303Call My Name

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; 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.