Family Bible

(Paul Buskirk - Claude Gray - Walt Breeland)



I can see us sittin' 'round the table when

From the family Bible dad would read

I can hear my mother softly singing

Rock of ages, rock of ages cleft for me.



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 memory.



At the end of day when work was over

and when the evening meal was done

Dad would read to us from the family Bible

And we'd count our many blessings one by one.



I can see us sittin' 'round the table 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 of ours is full of trouble

But this old world would also better be

If we'd find more Bibles on the tables

And mothers singing rock of ages cleft for me.



I can see us sittin' 'round the table when

From the family Bible dad would read

I can hear my mother softly singing

Rock of ages, rock of ages cleft for me...