2. At the end of day when work was over
And when the evening meal was done,
Dad would read to us from the family Bible
And we'd count our many blessings one by one.
I can see us sitting round the table
When from the family Bible Dad would read.
I can hear my mother softly singing,
"Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for me."
3. This old world of ours is full of trouble,
This old world would oh so better be,
If we had more Bibles on the table
And mothers singing, "Rock of Ages cleft for me."
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