My Holy Bible
At times when I feel oh so low
I clutch my bible near
At times when I feel oh so scared
My bible is so dear
And then there’s times when I am glad
And my bible shouts with praise
But regardless of the way I feel
I will read it all my days
For it to me was given
By my Lord who waits above
It is filled with all his Holiness
His might and special love
Through Saints I see his precious face
And feel His arms of love
But face to face I will see my Lord
When He takes me home above
