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.
[Refrain:] 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, 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.