Tell me the stories of Jesus


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.

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.

Into the city I'd follow the children's band,
waving a branch of the palm tree high in my hand.
One of his heralds, yes, I would sing
loudest hosannas, Jesus is King!

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.

Tell how the sparrow that twitters on yonder tree,
and the sweet meadowside lily may speak to me:
Give me their message, for I would hear
how Jesus taught us our Father's care.

Show me that scene in the garden, of bitter pain.
show me the cross where my Savior for me was slain.
sad ones or bright ones, so that they be
stories of Jesus, tell them to me.


Words: William Henry Parker, 1885

Music: Stories of Jesus

Meter: Irr.

Website compiled by Steve Benner, 1999-2003.