This Blessed Old Book Chords & Lyrics - The Rochesters
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[VERSE 1]
It's a [C]well of pure water when I'm [G]thirsty and [C]dry,
Bread when I'm hungry and [F]worn;
When the battle is raging, it's my [C]faithful [F]sword,
A [C]shelter from life's troubled [G]storm.
It's a [C]light to my pathway and a [G]lamp to my [C]feet
When the world gets so dark I can't [F]see,
And I've not made a change in one [C]word that it [F]says,
But it [C]sure made a [G]change in [C2]me.
[CHORUS]
This [G]blessed old Book that I [F]hold in my [C]hand,
It's [G]true from beginning to [C]end,
It's a [G]solid foundation where [F]I firmly st[C]and,
[F]Sin kept me [C]from it; now it [G]keeps me from [C2]sin.
[VERSE 2]
When I [C]think what it cost just to [G]hold in my [C]hand,
It reminds me that I owe a great [F]debt
To all of the martyrs who'd [C]go to the s[F]take
And [C]quote it with their dying [G]breath.
Now its [C]critics are many, and [G]believers are [C]few,
But one thing I've found to be [F]true:
If you find when you read it that [C]there's something [F]wrong,
Then [C]there's something [G]wrong with [C2]you.
[CHORUS]
This [G]blessed old Book that I [F]hold in my [C]hand,
It's [G]true from beginning to [C]end,
It's a [G]solid foundation where [F]I firmly st[C]and,
[F]Sin kept me [C]from it; now it [G]keeps me from [C2]sin.
It's a [C]well of pure water when I'm [G]thirsty and [C]dry,
Bread when I'm hungry and [F]worn;
When the battle is raging, it's my [C]faithful [F]sword,
A [C]shelter from life's troubled [G]storm.
It's a [C]light to my pathway and a [G]lamp to my [C]feet
When the world gets so dark I can't [F]see,
And I've not made a change in one [C]word that it [F]says,
But it [C]sure made a [G]change in [C2]me.
[CHORUS]
This [G]blessed old Book that I [F]hold in my [C]hand,
It's [G]true from beginning to [C]end,
It's a [G]solid foundation where [F]I firmly st[C]and,
[F]Sin kept me [C]from it; now it [G]keeps me from [C2]sin.
[VERSE 2]
When I [C]think what it cost just to [G]hold in my [C]hand,
It reminds me that I owe a great [F]debt
To all of the martyrs who'd [C]go to the s[F]take
And [C]quote it with their dying [G]breath.
Now its [C]critics are many, and [G]believers are [C]few,
But one thing I've found to be [F]true:
If you find when you read it that [C]there's something [F]wrong,
Then [C]there's something [G]wrong with [C2]you.
[CHORUS]
This [G]blessed old Book that I [F]hold in my [C]hand,
It's [G]true from beginning to [C]end,
It's a [G]solid foundation where [F]I firmly st[C]and,
[F]Sin kept me [C]from it; now it [G]keeps me from [C2]sin.
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