I love to tell the story Of 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; God so loved the world That he gave his only Begotten son that who So believed in him Should not perish Should not perish But have everlasting life God so loved the world God so loved the world