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You ask me for "the Story
 * Of unseen things above;—

Of and His Glory,
 * Of and His Love."

You want "the old, old Story,"
 * And nothing else will do!

Indeed, I cannot wonder,
 * It always seems so new!

I often wish that some-one
 * Would tell it me, each day;

I never should get tired
 * Of what they had to say.