Oh, 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.
Oh, the blessed gospel story
Of His meek and lowly birth,
And the welcome of the angels
When they sang goodwill 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.
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.
Fanny J. Crosby