~~ The Book ~~

There’s no dust upon the bible, no dust upon the holy word,
Because it lays upon your table never read never heard.
It is the perfect scrapbook holding all your special things,
Used as decoration not for the peace it brings.

It lays for all who come to visit and admire it’s binding gold,
And run their fingers over the leather which hold stories to be told.
They say, “Oh how lovely” and you puff up with selfish pride,
Because no rips or dog eared pages do you have to hide.

Sometimes it’s opened to show a picture of our Lord for display,
Never once do you pick it up and read or hold it while you pray.
Yes it’s a showpiece laying in a place no one can miss to see,
I’m just glad this pretty unused book does not belong to me.

My bible is torn and ragged the binding loose and frail,
But to me it has beauty pictures worn out with no detail.
It’s pages have all been turned so many times they are thin,
Because I have read it and know all the stories held within.

There’s no dust upon my bible, no dust upon it’s holy word,
A bible cannot gather dust if it’s being read and heard.
Yes it holds a lot of my special saved up memory things,
But it is used daily for the peace and love it brings.

So you take your pretty book and let it lay to be displayed,
And I’ll take mine and remember all the times I’ve prayed.
When it comes to a bible mine will win without a doubt,
For it’s use has added to it’s beauty though it’s all worn out !

© Norma Marek ~ 2 August 2003


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