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We've travelled together, My Bible and I,
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Through all kinds of weather, With smile or with sigh!
- In
sorrow or sunshine, In tempest or calm!
- Thy
friendship unchanging, My lamp and my psalm.
We've travelled together, My Bible and I,
- When
life has grown weary, And death e'en was nigh!
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all through the darkness Of mist or of wrong,
- I
found there a solace, A prayer and a song.
So now who shall part us, My Bible and I
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Shall "isms" or "schisms" Or "new lights" who try?
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Shall shadow for substance, Or stone for good bread,
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Supplant thy sound wisdom, Give folly instead?
Ah, no, my dear Bible, Exponent of light!
- Thou
sword of the spirit, Put error to flight!
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still through life's journey, Until my last sigh,
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We'll travel together, My Bible and I.