Hymn 682
Tell me the old, old story

1 Tell me the old, old story Of unseen things above, Of Jesus and His glory, Of Jesus and His love. 2 Tell me the story simply, As to a little child; For I am weak and weary, And helpless and defiled. 3 Tell me the story slowly, That I may take it in - That wonderful redemption, God's remedy for sin. 4 Tell me the story often, For I forget so soon; The early dew of morning Has passed away at noon. 5 Tell me the story softly, With earnest tones and graves; Remember, Im the sinner, Whom Jesus came to save. 6 Tell me the story always, If you would really be, In any time of trouble, A comforter to me. 7 Tell me the same old story When you have cause to fear That this world's empty glory Is costing me too dear. 8 Yes and when that worlds glory, Shall dawn upon my soul, Tell me the old, old story, Christ Jesus makes thee whole.





Hymn 682 THE PCN New Haven, Enugu