1 Tell it with joy, tell it with joy;
Love in my bosom is glowing;
Jesus’ blood has cleansed me,
Jesus makes me free:
Tell it again, tell it again;
O the sweet rapture of pardon!
Grace divine has saved me,
And Jesus my all shall be.
Weary and lonely,
Seeking in vain for pleasure,
Far from the fold my spirit had gone astray.
Tell it again, tell it again;
O the sweet rapture of pardon!
Grace divine has saved me,
And Jesus my all shall be.

2 Tell it with joy, tell it with joy;
Wonderful, wonderful story!
I was lost till mercy
Gently came down from Heav’n:
Tell it with joy, tell it with joy;
Now I am happy in Jesus;
All is calm and peaceful,
And all of my sins forgiv’n.
I will adore Him,
Jesus, my dear Redeemer,
Yes I will give Him glory from day to day.
Tell it with joy, tell it with joy;
Now I am happy in Jesus;
All is calm and peaceful,
And all of my sins forgiv’n.

3 Come unto Him, come unto Him;
Mercy is tenderly pleading;
Weary, heavy laden,
Still there’s room for thee:
Only believe, only believe;
Jesus is ready and willing;
All may come and welcome,
Salvation for all is free:
Why will ye linger?
Mercy is still entreating;
Come and be happy,
Come and with rapture say—
Tell it with joy, tell it with joy;
Now I am happy in Jesus;
All is calm and peaceful,
And all of my sins forgiv’n.