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Do not give me glory,
Since I do not deserve;
For You know my story,
Humbled without much nerve.
 
For Your mercy and grace,
For glory in Your name;
In feeling Your embrace,
As my voice does proclaim.
 
Why should some others say,
Just where would their god be;
For they have gone astray,
No longer can they see.
 
For God is in Heaven,
Does what He desires;
Faithfulness is given,
For one who inquires.
 
Their idols made of gold,
And silver that will shine;
Makes them greedy and bold,
Getting drunk on some wine.
 
They have mouths but can't speak,
Molded by human hands;
They have legs that are weak,
Because nether leg stands.
 
They have eyes that can't see,
They have ears but can't hear;
So they can't hear my plea,
To comfort from my fear.
 
For their mouths cannot talk,
Their noses cannot smell;
And their feet cannot walk,
In their house where they dwell.
 
Idols are filled with lust,
And cannot be your shield;
Only God can you trust,
That the truth is revealed.






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