Dust on My Bible (Folk-Gospel Acoustic)

Verse 1

There’s dust on my Bible

On the nightstand by my bed

Coffee ring on the cover

Words I barely ever read

I scroll through every story

Except the ones in red

Say I’ll open it tomorrow

Then drift off instead

Chorus

But You still speak through the pages

Even when they’re closed

You still walk through my questions

Like You walked that road

Every line

Every letter

You keep writing on my heart

Take this dust on my Bible

Make a fire in the dark (oh Lord)

Verse 2

Mama’s voice in the kitchen

Sang those ancient lines

I could hear her in the hallway

Humming all the time

Now my house feels quieter

But the echo never dies

Her old book on my table

Still shining in my eyes

Chorus

‘Cause You still speak through the pages

Even when they’re closed

You still walk through my questions

Like You walked that road

Every line

Every letter

You keep writing on my heart

Take this dust on my Bible

Make a fire in the dark

Bridge

If I’m lost in my own plans

Call me by my name

Let me hear those red words

Cut right through the shame (yeah)

Chorus

You still speak through the pages

Even when they’re closed

You still walk through my questions

Like You walked that road

Every line

Every letter

You keep writing on my heart

Take this dust on my Bible

Make a fire in the dark

Take this dust on my Bible

Light a fire in the dark (oh Lord)