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338. Story Never Grows Old
1
Refreshing and sweet is the story sublime;
The message of peace and good will;
No other is found on the records of time,
That can with such happiness thrill.
Chorus
The story that never grows old;
Tho’ over and over ‘tis told;
The ages to come will its fullness unfold,
Sweet story that never grows old.
2
The choir of eternity sang with delight
Good news to the shepherds of old,
Proclaiming a Savior who scatters our night,
And opens the heavenly fold.
Chorus
The story that never grows old;
Tho’ over and over ‘tis told;
The ages to come will its fullness unfold,
Sweet story that never grows old.
3
No wonder that angels of glory rejoice,
O’er sinners repenting and saved;
Since Jesus to Calvary carried from choice,
The price of His creatures enslaved.
Chorus
The story that never grows old;
Tho’ over and over ‘tis told;
The ages to come will its fullness unfold,
Sweet story that never grows old.
4
What comfort untold for the weary and sad
Is found in that glorious theme;
His burden is easy, the mourner is glad,
For Jesus is strong to redeem.
Chorus
The story that never grows old;
Tho’ over and over ‘tis told;
The ages to come will its fullness unfold,
Sweet story that never grows old.
5
Glad song that the ransomed of Jesus will sing
When judgment has summoned the dead;
When jubilee bells of creation will ring,
And sorrow and sighing are fled.
Chorus
The story that never grows old;
Tho’ over and over ‘tis told;
The ages to come will its fullness unfold,
Sweet story that never grows old.
Refreshing and sweet is the story sublime;
The message of peace and good will;
No other is found on the records of time,
That can with such happiness thrill.
Chorus
The story that never grows old;
Tho’ over and over ‘tis told;
The ages to come will its fullness unfold,
Sweet story that never grows old.
2
The choir of eternity sang with delight
Good news to the shepherds of old,
Proclaiming a Savior who scatters our night,
And opens the heavenly fold.
Chorus
The story that never grows old;
Tho’ over and over ‘tis told;
The ages to come will its fullness unfold,
Sweet story that never grows old.
3
No wonder that angels of glory rejoice,
O’er sinners repenting and saved;
Since Jesus to Calvary carried from choice,
The price of His creatures enslaved.
Chorus
The story that never grows old;
Tho’ over and over ‘tis told;
The ages to come will its fullness unfold,
Sweet story that never grows old.
4
What comfort untold for the weary and sad
Is found in that glorious theme;
His burden is easy, the mourner is glad,
For Jesus is strong to redeem.
Chorus
The story that never grows old;
Tho’ over and over ‘tis told;
The ages to come will its fullness unfold,
Sweet story that never grows old.
5
Glad song that the ransomed of Jesus will sing
When judgment has summoned the dead;
When jubilee bells of creation will ring,
And sorrow and sighing are fled.
Chorus
The story that never grows old;
Tho’ over and over ‘tis told;
The ages to come will its fullness unfold,
Sweet story that never grows old.