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1. Redites-moi l’histoire de l’amour de Jésus;
Parlez-moi de la gloire qu’Il promet aux Élus.
J’ai besoin qu’on m’instruise, car je suis ignorant;
Qu’à Christ on me conduise comme un petit enfant.
Redites-moi l’histoire (ter)
De l’amour de Jésus!
2. Redites-moi l’histoire de la crèche à la croix;
Éveillez ma mémoire, oublieuse parfois.
Cette histoire si belle, dites-la simplement;
Elle est toujours nouvelle; répétez-la souvent.
3. Redites-moi l’histoire de mon divin Sauveur;
C’est Lui dont la victoire affranchit le pécheur.
Ce glorieux message, oh! Redites-le moi,
Lorsque je perds courage, lorsque faiblit ma foi.
4. Redites-moi l’histoire quand le monde trompeur
Me vend sa vaine gloire au prix de mon bonheur.
Et quand, loin de la terre, je prendrai mon essor,
En fermant la paupière, que je l’entende encor!
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1. Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love.
Tell me the story simply, as to a little child,
For I am weak and weary, and helpless and defiled.
Tell me the old, old story (ter)
Of Jesus and His love.
2. Tell me the story slowly, that I may take it in,
That wonderful redemption, God’s remedy for sin.
Tell me the story often, for I forget so soon;
The early dew of morning has passed away at noon.
3. Tell me the story softly, with earnest tones and grave;
Remember I’m the sinner whom Jesus came to save.
Tell me the story always, if you would really be,
In any time of trouble, a comforter to me.
4. Tell me the same old story when you have cause to fear
That this world’s empty glory is costing me too dear.
Yes, and when that world’s glory is dawning on my soul,
Tell me the old, old story: Christ Jesus makes thee whole.
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