[MUSIC - "TELL ME THE STORIES OF JESUS"] (SINGING) Tell me the stories of Jesus I love to hear, Things I would ask him to tell me if he were here. Scenes by the wayside, tales of the sea, Stories of Jesus, tell them to me.

Oh, let me hear how the children stood round his knee. I shall imagine his blessings resting on me; Words full of kindness, deeds full of grace, All in the love-light of Jesus' face.

Tell me in accents of wonder, how rolled the sea, Tossing the boat in a tempest on Galilee!

And how the Master, ready and kind, Chided the billows and hushed the wind.

Into the city I'd follow the children's band, Waving a branch of the palm tree high in my hand; One of his heralds, yes, I would sing Loudest hosannas!

Jesus is King!

Loudest hosannas!

Jesus is King!

Jesus is King.

He is King.