Tell me the story of Jesus, |
Write on my heart every word. |
Tell me the story most precious, |
Sweetest that ever was heard. |
Tell how the angels in chorus, |
Sang as they welcomed His birth. |
“Glory to God in the highest! |
Peace and good tidings to earth.” |
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Tell me the story of Jesus, |
Write on my heart every
word. |
Tell me the story most
precious, |
Sweetest that ever was
heard. |
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Fasting alone in the desert, |
Tell of the days that are past. |
How for our sins He was tempted, |
Yet was triumphant at last. |
Tell of the years of His labor, |
Tell of the sorrow He bore. |
He was despised and afflicted, |
Homeless, rejected and poor. |
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Tell of the cross where they nailed Him, |
Writhing in anguish and pain. |
Tell of the grave where they laid Him, |
Tell how He liveth again. |
Love in that story so tender, |
Clearer than ever I see. |
Stay, let me weep while you whisper, |
Love paid the ransom for me. |
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