First Line: Oh, the precious gospel story,

Oh, the precious gospel story,
How it tells of love to all !
How the Saviour in compassion
Died to save us from the Fall ;
How He came to seek the lost ones,
And to bring them to His fold :
Let us hasten to proclaim it,
For the story must be told.

The story musi be told, . .
The story must be told ;
That Jesus died for sinners lost,
The story must be told.

2 Oh, the blessed gospel story
Of His meek and lowly birth,
And the welcome of the angels
When they sang good-will to earth ; ------
Of the cross on which He suffered,
As by prophets seen of old,------
Of His death and resurrection,
Let the story now be told.

3 Oh, the wondrous gospel story !
There is life in every word ;
There is hope and consolation
Where the message sweet is heard;
Let us tell it to the weary,
And its beauties all unfold ;
‘Tis the only guide to heaven,
And the story must be told.