A. H. Ackley

8.7.8.7.Ref.

I’LL tell to all that God is love;

For the world has never known

The great compassion of His heart

For the wayward and the lone.

Till the whole world knows,

Till the whole world knows,

I will shout and sing

Of Christ my King,

Till the whole world knows.

2

I’ll tell of mercy’s boundless tide,

Like the waters of the sea,

That covers every sin of man;

’Tis salvation full and free.

3

I’ll tell of grace that keeps the soul,

Of abiding peace within,

Of faith that overcomes the world,

With its tumult and its din.

4

Eternal glory is the goal

That awaits the sons of light;

Eternal darkness, black as death,

For the children of the night.