I Know The Book Is True

O the precious, precious Bible,
God’s messenger of love,
Ever lifting fallen man-kind
To a higher plane above;
‘Tis a lamp unto my pathway
Tho’ old yet ever new,
I’m acquainted with the author,
And I know the Book is true.
Each time I search its pages
New treasures rare I find,
How the blessed, loving Saviour
Cures sickness of all kind;
‘Tis a message of salvation
To the Gentile and the Jew,
I’m acquainted with the author,
And I know the Book is true.
I know some people doubt it,
This precious Book divine,
‘But I couldn’t do without it,
I believe it, line for line;
Tis the very same sweet Gospel
That my dear old mother knew,
Get acquainted with the author,
And you’ll know the Book is true.

-Anonymous