1 A voice is sweetly singing
Its message in my heart,
And often, o'er its musing,
The tears unbidden start;
No day can be so dreary
But this a balm will prove:
Chorus:
Tell me the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.
Tell me the old, old story,
Tell me the old, old story,
Tell me the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.
2 How often, when life's pathway
Is heaped about with care,
And ev'ry step that's taken
Reveals some hidden snare,
Will this sweet song of comfort
A benediction prove: [Chorus]
3 I fancy, when the morning
Of heaven's day shall break,
And I from earth forever
My journey thence shall take,
No song of angel voices
More sweet to me shall prove: [Chorus]
Source: The New Praiseworthy: for the Church and Sunday School #218