1 My mother’s old Bible is pointing the way;
Its precepts I’ll follow from day unto day;
I care not what others around me may say,
For my mother’s old Bible is true.
Refrain:
My mother’s old Bible is true,
My mother’s old Bible is true;
It tells of God’s love, sent down from above,
My mother’s old Bible is true.
2 It tells of a Savior who came here to die,
And now He is living in glory on high;
It tells of salvation so wondrously nigh,
And my mother’s old Bible is true. [Refrain]
3 Away with the teachings that wickedly mock,
My mother’s old Bible has stood every shock;
It gives living water that flows from the Rock,
And my mother’s old Bible is true. [Refrain]
4 My mother’s old Bible is precious to me,
If tells of God’s mercy, abundant and free;
It brings joy and comfort wherever I be,
For my mother’s old Bible is true. [Refrain]
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #16360
Barratt, Alfred. (New Springs, Wigan, Lancashire, England, October 25, 1879--December, 1968). Coming to the United States as a young man, he studied at Gordon College, Massachusetts, and Newton Theological Seminary, Mass. He was ordained in December, 1913, by the Baptists in Connecticut, then by the Wheeling WV Presbytery, Presbyterian Church in the USA, in 1924. He was pastor of Dallas, West Virginia, then of a series of churches in the Presbytery of Clarion, Pennsylvania. In 1937 he was awarded the Doctor of Literature degree by Bob Jones College.
On November 26, 1962, he wrote the undersigned: "For 39 long years I have labored hard and steady writing sermons, children's story sermons, and hymns. Up to the present day I have written 4,… Go to person page >
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