In an old dirty street
On an evening so mild
The salesman bought a Bible
For his little child.
With an olive wood cover
Pages edged in gold
Both testaments within it
For his 5 year old.
\"I\'ve got a picture Bible Dad\":
She had shyly said
\"But I would really like
A proper one instead.\"
So moved by a sense of occasion
For that\'s the way I am
I bought my child a Bible
From a book shop in Jerusalem.