There is a precious volume all finger-worn and old In that little log cabin by the sea It is the old old bible more precious now than gold It’s the bible that my mother gave to me 
Chorus ’Tis the old precious bible, blessed bible That she read in the cabin by the sea (by the sea) ’Tis the precious precious bible the blessed blessed bible The bible that my mother gave to me 
How often I have listened to the tempest howl and rave Round that little log cabin by the sea While mother read of Jesus who walked upon the waves How Jesus calmed the stormy Gallilee 
How often, oh how often she read the golden word Read the message from the precious word above It told of faithful Daniel who trusted in the Lord While she lead me in the pathway that she trod 
There is no other volume so precious as this book It tells me how to live and how to die It tells me of that city oh wondrous, wondrous book And that I’ll meet my loved ones by and by 
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