I Cannot Tell How Precious

Verse 1

I cannot tell how precious The Savior is to me, Since I have Him accepted, And He hath made me free; I cannot tell His goodness, Enough to satisfy; And if you’ll only take Him, You’ll see the reason why.

Chorus

I cannot tell how precious The Savior is to me; I only can entreat you To come, and taste and see.

Verse 2

I cannot do for Jesus As much as I should like; But I will e’er endeavor To work with all my might; For, was not my dear Savior For sinners crucified? For me, then surely, Jesus Hung on the cross and died.

Verse 3

Whene’er I think of Jesus, I cannot but rejoice; To me He’s ever precious, For Him I raise my voice: I know He has in glory A home prepared for me, Where I shall live forever So happy, and so free.