Tell me the stories of Jesus I love to hear; Things I would ask Him to tell me if He were here; Scenes by the wayside, tales of the sea, Stories of Jesus, tell them to me.
First let me hear how the children stood round His knee, And I shall fancy His blessing resting on me; Words full of kindness, deeds full of grace, All in the love light of Jesus’ face.
Tell me, in accents of wonder, how rolled the sea, Tossing the boat in a tempest on Galilee; And how the Maker, ready and kind, Chided the billows, and hushed the wind.
Into the city I’d follow the children’s band, Waving a branch of the palm tree high in my hand; One of His heralds, yes, I would sing Loudest hosannas, “Jesus is King!”
Show me that scene in the garden, of bitter pain; Show me the cross where my Savior for me was slain; Sad ones or bright ones, so that they be Stories of Jesus—tell them to me.
Sources:
The Cyber Hymnal (http://www.hymntime.com/tch/htm/t/m/t/tmtsoj.htm)
The Gospel Trumpet Company, Hymnal of the Church of God, 1953 (54)
