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Go tell the story of Jesus, To some poor sin sick soul

Go tell the story of Jesus, To some poor sin sick soul

Author: Mary Colby
Tune: [Go tell the story of Jesus]
Published in 5 hymnals

Audio files: MIDI

Representative Text

1 Go tell the story of Jesus,
To some poor sin-sick soul;
Think of the time you heard it,
And how it made you whole.
It drove away the darkness
Of night, wherein you lay;
It brought to you the glory,
And light of perfect day.

Refrain:
Go tell the story of Jesus,
To some poor sin-sick soul;
Think of the time you heard it,
And how it made you whole.

2 Go tell the story of Jesus,
To strangers you may meet;
And dwell upon his mercy,
In accents rich and sweet.
It may be they’ll forget you,
In busy toil and care;
But they’ll not forget the story,
You whispered in their ear. [Refrain]

3 Go tell the story of Jesus,
To those who have not heard;
And make it sound as lovely,
As the song of some sweet bird.
Tell with a glowing rapture,
His tender words of love;
And tell them of the beauty,
Of that blest home above. [Refrain]

4 Go tell the story of Jesus,
To people great and small;
Remember he, the Savior,
Gave up his life for all.
Tell it when death’s cold billows
Are underneath your feet,
‘Twill be the only story
Heard in the golden street. [Refrain]

Source: Wondrous Love: A Collection of Songs and Services for Sunday Schools #79

Author: Mary Colby

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Text Information

First Line: Go tell the story of Jesus, To some poor sin sick soul
Author: Mary Colby

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Gates Ajar #46

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Glorious Things in Sacred Song for use in Sabbath Schools and Gospel Meetings #68

Harvest Bells No. 1 #d19

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Unfading Treasures #121

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Wondrous Love #79

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