#380I LOVE TO TELL THE STORY

I love to tell the sto-ry Of un-seen things a-bove, Of Je-sus and his glo-ry, Of Je-sus and his love. I love to tell the sto-ry, Be-cause I know 'tis true; It sat-is-fies my long-ings As noth-ing else can do.

I love to tell the sto-ry; More won-der-ful it seems Than all the gold-en fan-cies Of all our gold-en dreams. I love to tell the sto-ry, It did so much for me; And that is just the rea-son I tell it now to thee.

I love to tell the sto-ry; 'Tis pleas-ant to re-peat What seems, each time I tell it, More won-der-ful-ly sweet. I love to tell the sto-ry, For some have nev-er heard The mes-sage of sal-va-tion From God's own ho-ly Word.

I love to tell the sto-ry, For those who know it best Seem hun-ger-ing and thirst-ing To hear it like the rest. And when, in scenes of glo-ry, I sing the new, new song, 'Twill be the old, old sto-ry That I have loved so long.