“My little Bible so well used has been my constant friend. Though trials and grief, and sorrows endured, My spirit renewed again. The words I’ve read a hundred times, the pages back and forth – alive with promise, love and mercy that has kept my joy restored.
Again I hold it in my hands, the cover cracked and torn, yellowed edges and faded print show how much it’s worn. However old and ragged, It means the world, you see…it grows more dear as time goes by…a constant friend to me.“