I Will Tell the Wondrous Story

Verse 1

I am free, the Lord hath saved me, I was burdened with my sin; Then He whispered meek and lowly, “Come to me; I’ll take you in.”

Chorus

Hallelujah! glory, glory! Let us sound the jubilee; I will tell the wondrous story Of the blood that cleanseth me.

Verse 2

In His pity He redeemed me, When He saw me in my woe; Yes, He sanctified and cleansed me, And I’m whiter than the snow.

Verse 3

Oh, the gushing springs of glory That are flooding all my heart; And the music, sweet and heav’nly, Wakes the chords in every part.

Verse 4

Oh, the joy, no tongue can tell it! ’Tis like many flowing streams; Now I stand upon the summit, Where the golden sunlight gleams.