1 I’ve found that earth’s waters will ne’er satisfy,
I sought for refreshing and cheer;
Its cisterns were broken, its fountains were dry,
Its joys like the dews disappear.
My mother’s old Bible is true;
From cover to cover, all true!
A message of love,
‘Twas sent from above;
My mother’s old Bible is true.
2 I turned to the Bible, glad tidings I read,
Of rivers unfailing and bright;
Of Christ the Good Shepherd, who safely hath led
His flock by the streams of delight. [Refrain]
3 I read of the mercy that bought him to die,
To save guilty sinners like me;
That now he is living in glory on high,
My more than a brother to be. [Refrain]
4 Away with the fountains that shine but to mock,
Away with earth’s perishing toys;
I drink of the water that flows from the rock,
I feast upon infinite joys. [Refrain]
Source: Jubilate : A Modern Sunday-School Hymnal #180