I love to tell the story
Of unseen things above,
Of Yeshua and His glory,
Of Yeshua 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 Yeshua and His love.
I love to tell the story
More wonderful it seems
Of 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 Yeshua 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 Yeshua 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
I 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 Yeshua and His love.