Well Worn Man - Ben Sollee

Sitting with a Bible in his hand

He thumbs the well-worn pages like before

The evening young and he an aged man

He seeks to understand his Maker more

Sitting in the dark in frayed attire

He feels the chill of winter coming in

He throws another log into the fire

And looks into his Bible once again

He learned to love the pages as a boy

And sought to keep his faith alive and strong

And in the face of threats to rob his joy

The years had somehow left him with a song

A rough and shaky finger scans the lines

And well he knows the old familiar words

He thinks of all the times they’ve met his eyes

It’s still the goodest news he’s ever heard