1 Tell me the stories of Jesus
I love to hear;
Things I would ask Him to tell me
If He were here;
Scenes by the wayside,
Tales of the sea,
Stories of Jesus,
Tell them to me.

2 First let me hear how the children
Stood round His knee;
And I shall fancy His blessing
Resting on me:
Words full of kindness,
Deeds full of grace,
All in the love-light
Of Jesus’ face.

3 Into the city I’d follow
The children’s band,
Waving a branch of the palmtree
High in my hand;
One of His heralds,
Yes, I would sing
Loudest hosannas!
Jesus is King!

4 Tell me, in accents of wonder,
How rolled the sea,
Tossing the boat in a tempest
On Galilee!
And how the Master,
Ready and kind,
Chided the billows,
And hushed the wind.

5 Tell how the sparrow that twitters
On yonder tree,
And the sweet meadow-side lily
May speak to me—
Give me their message,
For I would hear
How Jesus taught us
Our Father's care.

6 Show me that scene in the garden,
Of bitter pain;
And of the cross where my Saviour
For me was slain—
Sad ones or bright ones,
So that they be
Stories of Jesus,
Tell them to me.

Amen.