G F Bb
The idols of nations are no good.
G F Bb
They're chiseled from fat chunks of old wood.
G F Bb
They're coated with silver and solder.
G F Bb C - D
And nailed down so they won't totter
G F C D
Like a scarecrow in a melon patch, these idols cannot speak
G C D
They must be carried, because they are so weak
C -D G F
Do not fear them, they can do no harm
C D
(they couldn't harm a flea)
Am D G
Nor can they do any good!
G C F
No one is like you, O Lord; You are a great God,
G C F
No one is like you, O Lord, mighty in power,
G C F
No one is like you, O Lord, King the nations,
F C G
No one is like you, Lord
Words and music ©2003 Bryon Hake (BMI)
CCLI Song # Pending
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