1.Into the tent where a gypsy boy lay,Dying alone at the close of the day,News of Salvation we carried; said he,"Nobody ever has told it to me!"Chorus:Tell it again! tell it again!Salvation's story repeat o'er and o'er,Till none can say of the children of men,"Nobody ever has told me before."2."Did he so love me, a poor little boy?Send unto me the good tidings of joy?Need I not perish? my hand will he hold?Nobody ever the story has told!" [Chorus]3.Bending, we caught the last words of his breath,Just as he entered the valley of death,"God sent his Son!" "whosoever," said he;"Then I am sure that he sent him for me!" [Chorus]4.Smiling, he said, as his last sigh he spent,"I am so glad that for me he was sent!"Whispered, while low sank the sun in the west,"Lord, I believe;" "tell it now to the rest!" [Chorus]