Come Tell The Story Of His Love
Come tell the story of his love,
My soul delights to hear,
It falls like music from above,
Upon my listening ear.
Come tell the story,
the story of his love, It falls like music,
like music from above.
It tells of grace exceeding great,
That sets my spirit free;
It opens wide to heaven’s gate,
And gives me liberty.
Its holy influence I would know,
Its full redeeming power,
I’d leave these trifling things below,
To claim a heavenly dower.
Come blest Redeemer seal me thine,
Beneath thy watchful care,
My earthly hopes I would resign,
And heavenly glory share.