Seize the Moment – Day 732

Today’s hymn focus will be

Tell Me the Story of Jesus

Acts 5:42 (ESV)      

 

And every day, in the temple and from house to house, they did not cease teaching and preaching that the Christ is Jesus.”

 

In her lifetime, Fanny Crosby wrote over 8000 hymns and poems, many of which are in our hymn book at FBC. Left blind after a failed medical treatment, she never grew bitter, but rather grew into a woman who “saw God” in everything around her and through all of life’s circumstances. She was always giving full credit to God for what she was able to accomplish, wanting nothing more than to help others have a deep loving relationship with Him. Whether it be through missionary work in the poverty-stricken areas of various large cities, or at camp meeting services where area churches came together, she wanted God’s name to be praised

 

            Tell me the story of Jesus, write on my heart every word.

            Tell me the story most precious, sweetest that I ever heard.

 

We need to wake up and let this hymn by Fanny Crosby ignite a burning desire in our heart to know more about Jesus. Never grow tired of reading His story and allowing it to speak in and through your life.
 
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Tell Me the Story of Jesus

 
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.”
 
Refrain:
Tell me the story of Jesus,
write on my heart every word;
tell me the story most precious,
sweetest that ever was heard.
 
2
Fasting alone in the desert,
tell of the days that are past;
how for our sins He was tempted,
yet was triumphant at last.
Tell of the years of His labor,
tell of the sorrow He bore;
He was despised and afflicted,
homeless, rejected, and poor. [Refrain]
 
3
Tell of the cross where they nailed Him,
writhing in 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:
stay, let me weep while you whisper,
love paid the ransom for me. [Refrain]
 
 

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