By Arabella K. Hankey
- 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 would 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, 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, ’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, 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.
What sort of preparation would this hymnwriter make if she wanted to share Christ with someone?
Why does she want to share Christ? What makes her think that sharing is a good idea?
Do you know anyone who has never heard of Christ? Do you know about anyone who has never heard of Christ? Have you ever spoken of Christ to someone who became angry and resentful that you mentioned Christ’s name? What did you do?
What does this hymnwriter think people will do in heaven? Does this image make any sense to you? If not, what do you think people will do in heaven?