I love to tell the Story Of unseen things above

Verse1
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 it’s 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.

Verse2
I love to tell the Story :
More wonderful it seems
Than all the golden fancies

Of all our golden dreams.
I love to tell the Story :
It did so much for me ;

And that is just the reason
I tell it now to thee.

Verse3
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.

Verse4
I love to tell the Story :
For those who know it best
Them 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.
Oh, praise His Son, our Saviour,
For this His word of peace!