| Song | I May Not Need These |
| Album | Pentecostal And Apostolic Hymns 2 |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | I May Not Need These |
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When I Close My Eyes In Death,
Fold My Hands Across My Chest.
Sing For Me A Pretty Song
While I Take My Journey Home.
Not Afraid To Bid This World Good-Bye.
Not Afraid To Close My Eyes And Die.
For His Courage I Have Prayed.
In His Arms I’m Not Afraid.
When I Cross That Silent Sea
And Those Home Lights Beckon Me.
I’ll Feel No Pain, I’ll Fear No Harm.
Safe, Secure In Jesus’ Arms.
I Love To Tell The Story Of Unseen Things Above,
Of Jesus And His Glory, Of Jesus And His Love.
I Love To Tell The Story, Because I Know ‘Tis True;
It Satisfies My Longings As Nothing Else Can Do.
I Love To Tell The Story, ‘Twill Be My Theme In Glory,
To Tell The Old, Old Story Of Jesus And His Love.
I Love To Tell The Story; More Wonderful It Seems
Than All The Golden Fancies Of All Our Golden Dreams.
I Love To Tell The Story, It Did So Much For Me;
And That Is Just The Reason I Tell It Now To Thee.
I Love To Tell The Story; ‘Tis Pleasant To Repeat
What Seems, Each Time I Tell It, More Wonderfully Sweet.
I Love To Tell The Story, For Some Have Never Heard
The Message Of Salvation From God’s Own Holy Word.
I Love To Tell The Story, For Those Who Know It Best
Seem Hungering And Thirsting To Hear It Like The Rest.
And When, In Scenes Of Glory, I Sing The New, New Song,
‘Twill Be The Old, Old Story That I Have Loved So Long.
I Love To Tell The Story Of Unseen Things Above,
Of Jesus And His Glory, Of Jesus And His Love.
I Love To Tell The Story, Because I Know ‘This True;
It Satisfies My Longings As Nothing Else Can Do.
I Love To Tell The Story, ‘Twill Be My Theme In Glory,
To Tell The Old, Old Story Of Jesus And His Love.
I Love To Tell The Story; More Wonderful It Seems
Than All The Golden Fancies Of All Our Golden Dreams.
I Love To Tell The Story, It Did So Much For Me;
And That Is Just The Reason I Tell It Now To Thee.
I Love To Tell The Story; ‘This Pleasant To Repeat
What Seems, Each Time I Tell It, More Wonderfully Sweet.
I Love To Tell The Story, For Some Have Never Heard
The Message Of Salvation From God’s Own Holy Word.
I Love To Tell The Story, For Those Who Know It Best
Seem Hungering And Thirsting To Hear It Like The Rest.
And When, In Scenes Of Glory, I Sing The New, New Song,
‘Twill Be The Old, Old Story That I Have Loved So Long.
