Verse 1
Verse 1
Tell me the story of Jesus,
Write on my heart ev’ry word!
Tell me the story most precious,
Sweetest that ever was heard.
Tell how the angels in chorus
Sang, as they welcome His birth,
“Glory to God in the highest
Peace and good tidings to earth.”
Tell me the story of Jesus,
Write on my heart ev’ry word,
Tell me the story most precious,
Sweetest that ever was heard.
Verse 2
Fasting alone in the desert,
Tell of the days that He passed,
How He was tried and was tempted,
Yet was triumphant at last.
Tell of the sorrows He bore;
He was despised and afflicted,
Homeless, rejected, and poor,
Verse 3
Tell of the cross where they nailed
Dying in anguish and pain;
Tell of the grave where they laid[Him,
Tell how He liveth again.
Love, in the story so tender.
Clearer than ever I see;
Stay, let me weep while you whis-[per,
Love paid the ransom for me.
Funny. J. Crosby.