[MUSIC - "TELL ME THE STORIES OF
JESUS"] (SINGING) Tell me the stories
of Jesus I love to hear, Things I would ask him to
tell me if he were here. Scenes by the wayside,
tales of the sea, Stories of Jesus,
tell them to me.
Oh, let me hear how the
children stood round his knee. I shall imagine his
blessings resting on me; Words full of kindness,
deeds full of grace, All in the love-light
of Jesus' face.
Tell me in accents of
wonder, how rolled the sea, Tossing the boat in
a tempest on Galilee!
And how the Master,
ready and kind, Chided the billows
and hushed the wind.
Into the city I'd follow
the children's band, Waving a branch of the
palm tree high in my hand; One of his heralds,
yes, I would sing Loudest hosannas!
Jesus is King!
Loudest hosannas!
Jesus is King!
Jesus is King.
He is King.
