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The story oft we've heard but still it ne'er grows old

The story oft we've heard but still it ne'er grows old

Author: Lida Shivers Leech
Tune: [The story oft we've heard]
Published in 1 hymnal

Audio files: MIDI

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1 The story oft we’ve heard,
But still it ne’er grows old,
How God’s own precious Son,
An heir to joy untold,
Once laid aside His crown,
And came to earth below,
To save me from my lost estate,
Because He loved me so.

He loved me so, He loved me so,
I’ll tell where’er I go;
Heav’n’s royal King became my friend,
Because He loved me so.

2 A royal gift was He,
The King from heaven’s throne,
And great the price He paid,
Thus to redeem His own;
“’Tis finished,” this He cried,
With weary head bent low,
Then how can I myself withhold
From His who loved me so. [Refrain]

3 My all to Him I’ll give,
My best, my dearest friend,
Unworthy tho’ I be,
I’ll serve Him to the end;
I’ll gladly follow on,
Where’er He bids me go,
No sacrifice can e’er repay
My Lord who loved me so. [Refrain]

Source: Gospel Gems Number 1 : One Hundred Eighty Sacred Selections for Religious Meetings #35

Author: Lida Shivers Leech

Born: Ju­ly 12, 1873, May­ville, New Jer­sey. Died: March 4, 1962, Long Beach, Cal­i­for­nia. Leech spent her child­hood in Cape May Court House, New Jer­sey, and at­tend­ed Co­lum­bia Un­i­ver­si­ty and Tem­ple Un­i­ver­si­ty. She played the or­gan at Be­tha­ny Meth­od­ist Church in Cam­den, New Jer­sey, served as ac­com­pa­nist at evan­gel­i­cal serv­ic­es, and wrote some 500 hymn tunes in her life­time. Sources-- Emurian, pp. 112-3 Reynolds, p. 336 Lyrics-- God’s Way Is Best I Have Re­deemed Thee I’ll Go Any­where No Fault in Him Some Day He’ll Make It Plain Thine for Ser­vice Trust Me, Try Me, Prove Me © 1928 When the Veil is Lift… Go to person page >

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First Line: The story oft we've heard but still it ne'er grows old
Author: Lida Shivers Leech
Refrain First Line: He loved me so


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Gospel Gems Number 1 #35

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