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8.7. 1 Tell me the story of Jesus, Write on my heart every word. Tell me the story most precious, Sweetest that ever was heard. Tell how the angels in chorus, Sang, as they welcomed His birth. “Glory to God in the highest! Peace and good tidings to earth.” 2 Fasting alone in the desert, Tell of the days that He passed. How for our sins He was tempted, Yet was triumphant at last. Tell of the years of His labour, Tell of the sorrow He bore. He was despised and rejected, Homeless, rejected and poor. 3 Tell of the cross where they nailed Him, Tell of His anguish and pain. Tell of the grave where they laid Him, Tell how He liveth again. Love, in that story so tender, Clearer than ever I see: Glory for ever to Jesus! He paid the ransom for me. F.J. Crosby