My Bible

MY BIBLE What have they done to my Bible They used to preach fervent and strong? Now they say it needs changing, And many words do not belong. They say they’ve found ancient copies That are so much older, you see; One was found in Egypt’s desert, And one in a monastery. These must be just what God wanted, And all that He had there to say; Others have added their own words To fit with the thoughts of their day. So much there just cannot be trusted In that old King James Bible now; We’ve just got to make it much simpler And make it much better somehow. But I’d like to just now ask some questions: Why did men then DIE for that book? Why did they take such great effort To compare all the copies they took? Why was the word so respected? Why has it endured so long? Why did it start great revivals If so much within it is wrong? I’ll keep my old King James Bible, These new ones will surely not last, For they were all done for the money Using bad words from the past. Jesus has honored my Bible! He promised it He would preserve! I know that I can believe it, So from it I never will swerve!