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<h2>TELL ME THE STORIES OF JESUS</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Let the little children come to Me…for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” Matthew 19:14</h3></p>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_c_h_chalinor_fa.jpg" alt="Frederick Arthur Challinor (1866-1952)" width="133.333333333333" height="200"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_p_a_parker_wh.html" target="_blank">William Henry Parker</a>, 1885. Parker wrote this hymn for his Sunday school students at the Chelsea Street Baptist Church, New Basford, Nottingham, England.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Stories of Jesus,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_h_challinor_fa.html" target="_blank">Frederick Arthur Challinor</a>, 1903 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_t_m_tmtsoj.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Tell me the stories of Jesus I love to hear;<br>
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Things I would ask Him to tell me if He were here;<br>
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Scenes by the wayside, tales of the sea,<br>
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Stories of Jesus, tell them to me.</p>
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<p>First let me hear how the children stood round His knee,<br>
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And I shall fancy His blessing resting on me;<br>
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Words full of kindness, deeds full of grace,<br>
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All in the love light of Jesus’ face.</p>
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<p>Into the city I’d follow the children’s band,<br>
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Waving a branch of the palm tree high in my hand.<br>
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One of His heralds, yes, I would sing<br>
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Loudest hosannas, “Jesus is King!”</p>
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<p>Show me that scene in the garden, of bitter pain.<br>
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Show me the cross where my Savior for me was slain.<br>
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Sad ones or bright ones, so that they be<br>
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Stories of Jesus, tell them to me.</p>
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