Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him. 1 Corinthians 2:9
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Tell to me the sweet old story
Of the Babe of Bethlehem.
How He came to earth from Heaven
To redeem poor fallen men.
Open wide, ye pearly portals,
Let our songs of praise ascend
To the throne of our Redeemer—
Blessèd Babe of Bethlehem.
Tell me of His pain and anguish
Out in dark Gethsemane;
Tell me of His bleeding, dying
On the cross of Calvary.
Tell me of His resurrection
And ascension from the tomb
To the height of endless glory,
Where He sits upon His throne.
Tell it o’er, and keep on telling;
Not the half can e’er be told,
Of the beauty and the grandeur,
That our eyes shall yet behold.