An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified.
Luke 2:8–9
Words: James M. Gray, in Sacred Songs No. 2, edited by Ira Sankey, James McGranahan & George C Stebbins (New York: Biglow & Main, 1899), number 102.
Music: Lusaka Ira D. Sankey (🔊 pdf nwc).
O tell me the story that never grows old,
The story of One whom the prophets foretold;
The horn of salvation, the scepter and star,
The light in the darkness they saw from afar.
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It never grows old, it never grows old,
The story of Jesus will never grow old!
O tell me the story that never grows old,
The story the angel at Bethlehem told;
The Babe in the manger, of lowliest birth,
The highest archangel excelling in worth.
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O tell me the story that never grows old,
The story the Gospels repeat manifold;
The love and compassion in Jesus we trace,
The power and patience, the glory and grace.
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O tell me the story that never grows old,
The story the ages to come will unfold;
The kindness of God in redeeming the lost,
The death of our Savior in paying the cost.
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