1 My mother’s old Bible, her treasure divine,
So dear to her heart and so precious to mine,
Each day growing sweeter, more fadeless and new,
My mother’s old Bible so precious and true.
Refrain:
My mother’s old Bible is true,
My mother’s old Bible is true,
My guide to that shore where I’ll meet her once more,
My mother’s old Bible is true.
2 My mother’s old Bible, God’s message of love,
That guided her safely to heaven above,
Is leading me onward and upward to God,
In paths that my Savior before me has trod. [Refrain]
3 It tells of a Savior who suffered for me,
Who for my transgressions was nailed to a tree,
It tells how He conquered death, hell, and the grace,
And now at God’s right hand has power to save. [Refrain]
4 “This precious old Bible,” she told me one day,
“Is God’s holy Word and will not pass away;
‘Twill comfort, sustain you and shield you from the blast,
This precious old Bible will triumph at last.” [Refrain]
Source: Great Gospel Songs #25