There's a family Bible on the table
Each page is torn and hard to read
But the family Bible on the table
Will ever be my key to memories
At the end of day when work was over
And when the evening meal was done
And we'd count our many blessings one by one
Dad would read to us from the family Bible
I can see us sittin' round the table
Now this old world of ours is full of trouble
When from the family Bible dad would read
I can hear my mother softly singing rock of ages Rock of ages cleft for me
This old world would also better be I can see us sittin' round the table
And mothers singing rock of ages cleft for me
When from the family Bible dad would read
If we'd find more Bibles on the tables
Rock of ages rock of ages cleft for meI can hear my mother softly singing rock of ages.
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