Family bible

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 memories
At the end of day when work was over and when the evening meal was done
Dad would read to us all from the old 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
And I can still hear my mother softly singing rock of ages rock of ages cleft for me
Now this world would oh so much better be
If we'd find more Bibles on the tables and mothers singing rock of ages cleft for me
Rock of ages rock of ages cleft for me