The Story of the Cross

Verse 1

I want to tell the story, Of Jesus and his cross, In nothing else I’ll glory, Count all things else but loss. I want to tell how calmly He bore the cross for me, Exclaiming while thus bleeding, I suffered this for you.

Verse 2

I want to tell the story, It has a word of cheer, To ev’ry pensive mourner Assuaging every fear. I want to tell the story, That all may know its worth, And share its constant glory, The prize of heav’nly birth.

Verse 3

I want to tell how sweetly, His voice in accents true, Prayed Father, oh, forgive them, They know not what they do. I want to tell the story, It has a pleasing sound, Conveying blissful tidings, To nature’s utmost bound.