Cling to the Bible, My Boy

As your jour­ney thro’ life

To the grave you pur­sue

There is one thing in ear­nest

I wish you to do.

Oh! list­en

my boy

While I say this to you—

Oh! cling to the Bi­ble

my boy.

Then cling to the Bi­ble

my boy

Oh! cling to the Bi­ble

my boy;

While liv­ing or dy­ing

All else let­ting go

Oh! cling to the Bi­ble

my boy.

You may meet with mis­for­tunes

And sor­rows and tears

You may bat­tle with sin

And with Sa­tan for years.

Be a Christ­ian! press on!

Do not have any fears

But cling to the Bi­ble

my boy.

Put your faith in our Fa­ther

And you will be strong;

Keep your eye on the cross

And you’ll nev­er go wrong;

Sing the sweet songs of praise

As you jour­ney along

And cling to the Bi­ble

my boy.

Every time that you read it

You’ll learn some­thing new

Of Je­sus who died

On the cross to save you;

To the Lord

to your­self

And to Heav­en be true

And cling to the Bi­ble

my boy.

’Tis the an­chor of hope

And the lamp that gives light;

’Tis the star that will shine

Thro’ your life’s dark­est night.

If you fol­low its guid­ance

You’ll al­ways be right.

Oh! cling to the Bi­ble

my boy.