My Old Bible

By Edmund Pillifant

Though the cover is worn,
And the pages are torn,
And though places bear traces of tears;
Yet more precious than gold
Is the Book, worn and old,
That can shatter and scatter my fears.

This old Book is my guide;
‘Tis a friend by my side;
It will lighten and brighten my way;
And each promise I find
Soothes and gladdens my mind
As I read it and heed it today.

To this Book I will cling,
Of its worth I will sing,
Though great losses and crosses be mine
For I can not despair,
Though surrounded by care,
While possessing this blessing Divine

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