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O let me tell it once again,
The story of His love,
Who came to seek and save the lost,
And guide them safe above.
O tell the story once again,
The story of His love;
The story that with rapture fills
The boundless realms above.
He bore our frail humanity,
Our Brother He became,
That He, upon the blood-stained cross,
Might bear our sin and shame.
O tell the story once again,
The story of His love;
The story that with rapture fills
The boundless realms above.
“Come unto Me,” His tender call;
The Spirit doth entreat,
The Bride, the Church, re-echoes, Come;
Let each the call repeat.
O tell the story once again,
The story of His love;
The story that with rapture fills
The boundless realms above.
For whosoever will may come—
Exhaustless the supply—
And, from life’s everlasting fount,
May drink and never die.
O tell the story once again,
The story of His love;
The story that with rapture fills
The boundless realms above.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 r 8 6 8 6
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Dates:
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1880
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Bible Refs:
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Mk 16:15;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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BURR
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 r 8 6 8 6
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