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! "
2. Fasting alone in the desert, Tell of the days that He passed; How for our sins He was tempted, Yet was triumphant at last: Tell of the years of His labour, Tell of the sorrows He bore ; He was despised and rejected, Homeless, afflicted, and poor.
3. Tell of the cross where they nailed Him ; Tell of His 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 : Glory for ever to Jesus ! He paid the ransom for me.