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,

'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.