[Verse] In the corner of the hymnbook, tucked away so small, A tiny stack of pennies, saved from summer’s call. Each one told a story, whispered soft and sweet, A child’s quiet treasure, where faith and hope would meet. [Pre-Chorus] Holdin’ on to moments, wrapped in paper thin, A promise kept in silence, tucked beneath the hymns. [Chorus] Oh, those pennies in the hymnbook, shining through the years, Counting all the dreams and laughter, wiping away the tears. Every coin a memory, every note a prayer, Oh, those pennies in the hymnbook — love is hidden there. [Verse] Fingers tracing verses, worn from gentle hands, A melody of saving, like castles made from sand. Soft as Sunday morning, warm as candlelight, Those pennies hold a story, glowing in the night. [Pre-Chorus] Holdin’ on to moments, wrapped in paper thin, A promise kept in silence, tucked beneath the hymns. [Chorus] Oh, those pennies in the hymnbook, shining through the years, Counting all the dreams and laughter, wiping away the tears. Every coin a memory, every note a prayer, Oh, those pennies in the hymnbook — love is hidden there. [Bridge] And when the world feels heavy, and the night feels long, We find our strength inside that quiet, sacred song. A child’s simple offering, faith in every line, Those pennies in the hymnbook, forever will they shine. [Chorus] Oh, those pennies in the hymnbook, shining through the years, Counting all the dreams and laughter, wiping away the tears. Every coin a memory, every note a prayer, Oh, those pennies in the hymnbook — love is hidden there. [Outro] Love is hidden there, love is hidden there, Oh, those pennies in the hymnbook, love is hidden there.