There is a precious volume all fingerworn 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 It's the old precious Bible, blessed Bible That she read in the cabin by the sea (by the sea) It's that precious, precious Bible That blessed, blessed Bible The Bible that my mother gave to me How often I have listened to the tempest howl and rage 'Round that little log cabin by the sea My mother read of Jesus, who walked upon the waves How Jesus calmed the stormy Galilee It's the old precious Bible, blessed Bible That she read in the cabin by the sea (by the sea) It's that precious, precious Bible That blessed, blessed Bible The Bible that my mother gave to me How often, oh, how often she read that glowing word With the message from the precious word above It told of faithful Daniel, who trusted in the Lord While she led me in the pathway that she trod It's the old precious Bible, blessed Bible That she read in the cabin by the sea (by the sea) It's that precious, precious Bible That blessed, blessed Bible The Bible that my mother gave to me 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 the loved ones bye and bye It's the old precious Bible, blessed Bible That she read in the cabin by the sea (by the sea) It's that precious, precious Bible That blessed, blessed Bible The Bible that my mother gave to me