A Special Book

When Jesus was a little boy
Still at his Mother's knee,
She used to tell him stories
Of how it used to be.

She told him how the world was made
And when the daylight came,
And how God made the animals
And gave them each a name.

She told him how some brothers fought,
Of how a war was won,
Then how a great big flood came down
And drowned most every one.

We too can hear those stories
If we know where to look,
We find them in the Bible
A very special book.