A. H. Ackley
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.