A Bible lies upon the altar’s face
A symbol of faith in a sacred space
Its pages worn, its words so true
A source of comfort, for me and you
In the stillness, it waits to share
The stories of old, the love that’s rare
A beacon of hope, in times of strife
A reminder of God’s eternal life
The altar’s wood, a testament to the past
The Bible’s words, a bridge that will forever last
Connecting us, to what’s divine
A sacred scripture, a heart that’s mine
In this quiet moment, I find my peace
A sense of calm, my worries release
The Bible’s presence, a reassuring sight
Guiding me forward, through day and night.
