358. Tell Me the Story of Jesus

8.7.
1
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,
 
Spoke as they welcomed His birth:
 
"Glory to God in the highest;
 
Peace and good tidings to earth."
 
Tell me the story of Jesus,
 
Write on my heart every word,
 
Tell me the story most precious,
 
Sweetest that ever was heard.
2
Fasting alone in the desert,
 
Thus was His service begun;
 
Tell how through faith and obedience
 
Victory o'er Satan He won.
 
Tell of the years of His labors,
 
Tell of the sorrows He bore;
 
He was despised and afflicted,
 
Homeless, rejected and poor.
3
Tell of the cross where they nailed Him,
 
Suffering in sorrow 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;
 
This is the story most precious—
 
Love paid the ransom for me.