I love to tell the story
Or 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,
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.
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
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.