I Tell It
By Duley Ogdon
If I could tell of Jesus as I know Him,
My Redeemer who has brightened all my way;
If I could tell how precious is His presence,
I am sure that you would make Him yours today.
If I could only tell you how He loves you,
And could we through the lonely garden go,
If I could tell His dying pain and pardon,
You would worship at His wounded feet, I know.
If I could tell how sweet will be His welcome
In that home whose wondrous beauty never was told;
And tell you how He waits and longs to save you,
You would seek Him and abide with in His fold.
But I can never tell Him as I know Him,
Human tongue can never tell of love divine;
I only can entreat you to accept Him;
Come and know the joy and peace forever mine.
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