There’s a certain kind of warmth that emanates from old, well-worn pages of a family Bible, much like the feeling that envelops you when you listen to the soul-stirring lyrics of “Family Bible.” This song, rich in tradition and echoing the sentiments of a simpler, perhaps more profound time, isn’t just a melody; it’s a meeting place for generations.
“Family Bible” is one of those rare songs that feel like they’ve always been part of the landscape, passed down through family lines with as much reverence as the sacred text it references. Its lyrics speak of a treasured book on a table, flanked by a lamp, casting light not just on the pages but also on the values and stories that hold a family together. This isn’t just music; it’s a reflection on family ties and the shared moments that bind us, illuminated under the soft glow of memory and melody.
As you listen, you might find yourself transported to a familiar, comforting place where voices of the past mingle with the present. The song doesn’t just recount the importance of spiritual teachings; it’s a heartfelt reminder of the bonds and morals that those teachings nurture within a family setting. Whether you’re deeply religious or simply appreciate the familial connections that songs like these evoke, “Family Bible” resonates on a deeply personal level, tugging at the strings of nostalgia and shared humanity.
So, why does “Family Bible” connect so profoundly with its listeners? Perhaps it’s the universality of its theme or the raw, honest affection it communicates for the pillars of family life and faith. Or maybe it’s the way it makes us all feel a little less alone in a world that often feels too big, too impersonal. In the soft cadences of this song, we find a common ground, a reminder of where we come from and what truly matters.
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There’s A Fam’ly Bible on the table
Each page is torn and hard to read
But The Fam’ly Bible on the table
Will ever be my key to memories.
At the close of day when work was over
And when the evening meal was done
Dad would read to us from The Fam’ly Bible
And we’d count our many blessings one by one.
I can see us sittin’ ’round the table
When from The Fam’ly Bible Dad would read
I can hear my mother softly singing
Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for me.
This old world of ours is full of troubles
But this world would oh, so better be
If we’d find more Bibles on the table
And mothers singing Rock of Ages cleft for me.
I can see us sittin’ ’round the table
When from The Fam’ly Bible Dad would read
I can hear my mother softly singing
Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for me…