I'd like to see the Bible placed Where the Bible used to be, Upon the top of the teacher's desk For every child to see; I'd like to hear the teacher say, As my teacher used to do: "Before we work or play, dear ones, I want to read to you." I'd like to see the teacher stand Before the class again And lift with reverent care the Book That makes God's purpose plain, And ere the youngsters went to work I'd like to hear her voice Repeat those words of truth and faith That make one's soul rejoice. I'd like to see her face light up At each resplendent word And watch the children's souls rejoice. At the message they had heard; I'd like to see the sweet content Fill the dear room, each nook, And know that joy had come to each When teacher reads the Book. Yes, I'd like to see the Bible placed Where the Bible used to be; I'd like to hear it read aloud In the schoolroom of the free. I want my children taught to know God's matchless gift of love, The Book of books is wisdom's gate To that bright school above. October, 1993 "The Gospel Standard" |
