Come tell the sto­ry of His love,
My soul de­lights to hear;
It falls like mu­sic from above,
Upon my list­en­ing ear.

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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.

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Its ho­ly in­flu­ence I would know,
Its full re­deem­ing pow­er,
I’d leave these trif­ling things be­low,
And claim a hea­ven­ly dow­er.

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Come, blest Re­deem­er, seal me Thine,
Beneath Thy watch­ful care;
My earth­ly hopes I would re­sign,
And hea­ven­ly glo­ry share.

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