Tell It Again

By Mrs. M. B. C. Slade

Into the tent where the gypsy boy lay,

Dying a lone at the close of the day,

News of salvation we carried; said he,

“Nobody ever has told it to me!”

Tell it again! Tell it again!

Salvation’s story, repeat o’er and o’er,

‘Til not can say of the children of me,

“Nobody ever has told me before.”