| I love to tell the story of unseen things above,
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| Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love.
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| I love to tell the story, because I know??? |
| tis true;
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| It satisfies my longings as nothing else can do.
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| I love to tell the story, ???twill be my theme in glory,
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| To tell the old, old story of Jesus and His love.
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| I love to tell the story; |
| more wonderful it seems
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| Than all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams.
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| I love to tell the story, it did so much for me;
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| And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee.
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| I love to tell the story; |
| ???tis pleasant to repeat
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| What seems, each time I tell it, more wonderfully sweet.
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| I love to tell the story, for some have never heard
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| The message of salvation from God??? |
| s own holy Word.
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| I love to tell the story, for those who know it best
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| Seem hungering and thirsting to hear it like the rest.
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| And when, in scenes of glory, I sing the new, new song,
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| ???Twill be the old, old story that I have loved so long. |