My Old Bible

Tho’ some leaves have a tear

And the cov­er shows wear

Yet my Bi­ble is pre­cious to me;

For it tells how in love Je­sus came from ab­ove

That from sin I might ev­er be free.

My old Bi­ble tells me what is right

My old Bi­ble cheers me day and night

My old Bi­ble is a shin­ing ray

For it guides me all along life’s way.

For this Book is a guide

what­so­ev­er be­tide

For it bright­ens and light­ens my way;

The old sto­ry so true

al­ways seems to be new

As I read in my Bi­ble each day.

Then I will not des­pair

tho’ I have grief and care

For I know that each pro­mise is mine;

This old Book

like a friend

will be true to the end

For I know that God’s Book is di­vine.