(Paul Buskirk - Claude Gray - Walt Breeland) There's a family Bible on the table It's pages torn and hard to read But the family Bible on the table Will ever be my key to memory. At the close 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 sittin' 'round the table When from the family Bible dad would read I can hear my mother softly singin' Rock of ages, rock of ages cleft for me. This old world of ours is full of trouble This old world would also better be If we'd find more Bibles on the tables And mothers singing rock of ages cleft for me. I can see us sittin' 'round the table When from the family Bible dad would read I can hear my mother softly singin' Rock of ages, rock of ages cleft for me...