For my problems are so small
Like teeth of an ant
How can I chase away
Happiness on my door?
For sadness is just a myth in my life,
How can I spend centuries raining salty tears in my castle?
For no hatred has ever knocked on my doorstep,
How can I hate those who dislike my life?
If the sun keeps on
Smiling at my life eternally,
How can I hide away the gift
Of happiness that God planted
In my life?
If God so loved the world,
That He gave his only begotten son
To die for my wounded soul,
How can I forget his love
By not doing it?