An Old Book

My Old Bible

Though the cover is worn

And the pages are torn.

And though places bear traces of tears;

Yet more precious than gold

Is this Book, worn and old,

That can shatter and scatter my fears.

When I prayerfully look 

In this precious old Book,

Many pleasures and treasures I see;

Many tokens of love 

from the Father above,

Who is nearest and dearest to me.

This old Book is my Guide, 

It's 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 each day.

Let His Word be your Guide.

A blessed Sunday to you all.

Jesus loves you.

happyone : )