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 close of day when work was over And when the evenin' 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 singing Rock of ages Rock of ages cleft for me Now this old world Of ours is filled with troubles This old world would also better be If we'd had more Bibles on the tables And mothers singin' rock of ages, cleft for me I can see us sittin' round the table When from the family Bible dad would read And I can hear my mother softly singin' Rock of ages Rock of ages cleft for me Rock of ages Rock of ages cleft for me