1 Oh, the world has sung of Jesus nineteen hundred years and more,
So we cannot tell a story that has not been told before;
But the story we are singing though so old is ever new,
For it satisfies us fully, as naught else can do.

Refrain:
So we’ll sing the same old story ev’ry day,
We’ll sing the same old story all the way;
We’ll sing the same old story, till we get home to glory,
Then we’ll sing it in that land of fadeless day.

2 Oh, it tells us God so loved us that He gave His Son to die,
And that whosoever trusteth in His name shall never die;
But may live with Him in heaven after time on earth is o’er,
And we’ll sing the same old story on the golden shore. [Refrain]

3 Oh, this is the sweetest story that the world has ever heard,
For it gives us blessed comfort when we take Him at His word;
As we read about the mansions that our Saviour will prepare,
We can feel our souls uplifted, longing to be there. [Refrain]