Old Jim's Christmas Hymn - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
OLD JIM'S CHRISTMAS HYMN. Copyright, 1896, by Spaulding & Gray. Words and music by Wm. B. Gray. 
Old Jim was a character, well-known about the town, From singing in the village church he'd gained a great renown; To hear him sing each Sunday morn, to church the good folks came, But soon he drifted downward to a drunkard's life of shame; Though years had passed since poor old Jim, from church had stayed away, He told the parson be would sing that coming Christmas day; When Christmas came within that church there sat in every seat A saddened heart when Jim arose and sang so soft and sweet: 
Chorus. Rock of ages, cleft for me, each eye with tears was dim; Rock of ages, cleft for me, that was old Jim's Christmas hymn. 
Christmas days will come and go, and so will Christmas hymns, But never will there be a song to equal that of Jim's; The song of "Rock of Ages" all thro' life had been his choice: For when a child 'twas taught him by his dear old mother's voice; Within those same old sacred walls, in Christian songs of praise. His voice had oft been heard before, since early childhood days; But sweeter far than ever It was now to that great throng, When gathered there on Christmas morn, to hear Jim sing his song.-Chor.