Scripture Verse

My brethren, rejoice in the Lord. Philippians 3:1

Introduction

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Fanny Crosby
1820–1915

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in Pure Gold, by Ro­bert Low­ry & How­ard Doane (New York: Big­low & Main, 1871), num­ber 92.

Music: W. How­ard Doane (🔊 pdf nwc).

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W. Howard Doane
1832–1915

Lyrics

Tell it with joy, tell it with joy;
Love in my bo­som is glow­ing;
Jesus’ blood has cleansed me,
Jesus makes me free:
Tell it again, tell it again;
O the sweet rap­ture of par­don!
Grace di­vine has saved me,
And Je­sus my all shall be.
Weary and lone­ly,
Seeking in vain for plea­sure,
Far from the fold my spi­rit had gone as­tray.
Tell it again, tell it again;
O the sweet rap­ture of par­don!
Grace di­vine has saved me,
And Je­sus my all shall be.

Tell it with joy, tell it with joy;
Wonderful, won­der­ful story!
I was lost till mer­cy
Gently came down from Heav’n:
Tell it with joy, tell it with joy;
Now I am hap­py in Je­sus;
All is calm and peace­ful,
And all of my sins forgiv’n.
I will ad­ore Him,
Jesus, my dear Re­deem­er,
Yes I will give Him gl­ory from day to day.
Tell it with joy, tell it with joy;
Now I am hap­py in Je­sus;
All is calm and peace­ful,
And all of my sins for­giv’n.

Come un­to Him, come un­to Him;
Mercy is ten­der­ly plead­ing;
Weary, hea­vy la­den,
Still there’s room for thee:
Only be­lieve, on­ly be­lieve;
Jesus is rea­dy and will­ing;
All may come and wel­come,
Salvation for all is free:
Why will ye lin­ger?
Mercy is still en­treat­ing;
Come and be hap­py,
Come and with rap­ture say—
Tell it with joy, tell it with joy;
Now I am hap­py in Je­sus;
All is calm and peace­ful,
And all of my sins for­giv’n.