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There’s a precious old Book which I read every day,
For it cheers me and helps me along life’s way,
And it warns me whenever my spirit would stray;
’Tis the dear old family Bible.
O the dear old family Bible!
My precious family Bible!
How it comforts my soul
When the sorrow-waves roll,
This dear old family Bible!
There’s a wonderful storehouse by Christians possessed,
Which supplies all my needs when by foes oppressed,
Gives me comfort and joy, perfect rapture and rest;
’Tis the dear old family Bible.
O the dear old family Bible!
My precious family Bible!
How it comforts my soul
When the sorrow-waves roll,
This dear old family Bible!
There’s a precious old Book which I value and love,
For it tells of a beautiful home above,
And of Jesus who died His great mercy to prove;
’Tis the dear old family Bible.
O the dear old family Bible!
My precious family Bible!
How it comforts my soul
When the sorrow-waves roll,
This dear old family Bible!
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