We need the Bible
a poem
When I behold a Bible, aged and worn
With pages folded, marked and torn
I know the person that has read it much
With His Savior he keeps in touch
The binding may be loose, and edges frayed
The pages yellowed with colors that fade
Yet I know that faith has been bound
The vision of Christ is clear and sound
As the pages turned and underlines made
The reader found comfort, light and aid
Some may scoff at the frailty of the book
Its cover is cracked and not pretty to look
Yet God's Word is precious and never grows old
Its contents are power, more precious than gold
To read the Bible is to have it read you
It penetrates the soul with light that is true
I hear the words preached, and my heart melts away
The Spirit has won and gotten His way
The words of that book can overcome strife
The words are power, comfort and life
We need the Bible, for in it we see
Jesus who came for you and me
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