MY MOTHER'S BIBLE by Alice M. Avery-Harper

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 16, 1901

MY MOTHER'S BIBLE.

By Alice M. Avery-Harper

MRS. ALICE M. AVERY-HARPER.

A precious relic oft I clasp within my hands, and hold The Bible, with its written page, and edges bound in gold. It was my mother's treasure dear, a blessed gift to me. With joy I read this precious word, God's promises so free. I read about the crystal sea, and song by seraphs sung, And I long to praise my Saviour, with an immortal tongue. As all the joys of paradise are pictured to my view, I long to join the heavenly choir, and bid this earth adieu.

I love this book, this charming book, 'tis stored with heavenly lore, I read its holy teachings and its precepts o'er and o'er. When wearied with the cares of life, I take the treasured book, And often as I study it, the pages fairer look. To me 'tis sweetest comfort, and I prize it for its worth; And often when I'm weary with the vexing cares of earth, Then I go and take my Bible, and pray with all my heart; And often as I do it, lo, the cares of earth depart.

I love this book, this grand old book; sweet peace it doth afford. I'll hold it fondly to my heart, and strive to seek the Lord, And pray its blessed truths may be a lamp unto my feet; For here, from every billowy tide I find a blest retreat; Through every bitter trial then, through tempests dark and drear, With all its charming poetry, this book I most revere. Then may I never read this book, this wondrous book, in vain, But ever from its sacred page new truths and light obtain.