The Bible In The Cabin

There is a precious volume all fingerworn and old
In that little log cabin by the sea
It is the old, old Bible, more precious now than gold
Tis the Bible that my mother gave to me

Tis the old precious Bible, blessed Bible
That she read in the cabin by the sea
Tis the old-fashioned Bible, the old precious Bible
Tis the Bible that my mother gave to me

How often have I listened to the tempest howl and rave
'Round that little log cabin by the sea
While my mother read of Jesus, who walked upon the wave
How Jesus calmed the stormy Galilee

Tis the old precious Bible, blessed Bible
That she read in the cabin by the sea
Tis the old-fashioned Bible, the old precious Bible
Tis the Bible that my mother gave to me

There is no other volume so precious as this book
It tells me how to live and how to die
It tells me of that city, oh, wondrous, wondrous book
And that I'll meet the loved ones by and by

Tis the old precious Bible, blessed Bible
That she read in the cabin by the sea
Tis the old-fashioned Bible, the old precious Bible
Tis the Bible that my mother gave to me

Tis the Bible that my mother gave to me