Tell Me the Story of Jesus

An extraordinarily inspiring American mission worker, poet, and lyricist (1820–1915). Blinded by an incompetent doctor's treatment at six weeks old, she never held resentment, once stating: 'If I could meet him now, I would say, Thank you, thank you, over and over again, for making me blind... for when I get to heaven, the first face that shall ever gladden my sight will be that of my Savior.' Crosby wrote over 8,000 hymns, including 'Blessed Assurance' and 'To God Be the Glory'. She spent her life ministering to the poor and homeless in New York City rescue missions, pouring her deep love for God into her lyrics.

Tell me the story of Jesus,

Write on my heart every word;

Tell me the story most precious,

Sweetest that ever was heard.

Tell how the angels in chorus

Sang as they welcomed His birth,

'Glory to God in the highest!

Peace and good tidings on earth.'

Tell me the story of Jesus,

Write on my heart every word;

Tell me the story most precious,

Sweetest that ever was heard.

Fasting alone in the desert,

Tell of the days that are past,

How for our sins He was tempted,

Yet was triumphant at last.

Tell of the years of His labor,

Tell of the sorrow He bore,

He was despised and afflicted,

Homeless, rejected and poor.

Tell me the story of Jesus,

Write on my heart every word;

Tell me the story most precious,

Sweetest that ever was heard.

Tell of the cross where they nailed Him,

Writhing in agony sore;

Tell of the grave where they laid Him,

Tell how He liveth once more.

Love in that story so tender,

Clearer than ever I see;

Stay, let me weep while you whisper,

Love paid the ransom for me.

Tell me the story of Jesus,

Write on my heart every word;

Tell me the story most precious,

Sweetest that ever was heard.

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