Happy

The secret of a happy life:

must keep my eyes on You

Place You at the centre

of all I am and do

Idols

I'm dismantling the

high places

I'm smashing all

the poles

casting evil idols

on the burning coals

I cannot make them pretty

give them place in my life

for all they have to offer

is dark, death, and strife

My idols may be nice

and even very good

but I knock them

from their places

for they stand

where once You stood

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