Neither will I be with you any more, except ye destroy the accursed from among you.@Joshua 7:12

Samuel K. Wheatlake, 1898.

Edwin L. Bowyer, arranged by David W. Myland ( pdf nwc).

I came to Jesus long ago, all laden down with sin,
I sought Him long for pardoning grace; He would not take me in.
At last I found the reason why as light came more and more;
I had a shelf with idols on just in behind the door.

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That shelf behind the door—don’t use it any more;
But quickly clean that corner out from ceiling to the floor;
For Jesus wants His temple clean, He cannot bless you more,
Unless you take those idols out from in behind the door.

I tore it down and threw it out, and then the blessing came;
But e’er I got the victory and felt the holy flame,
Beelzebub came rushing up and said with awful roar,
You cannot live without a shelf right here behind the door.

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So many people of today are destitute of power;
’Tis plain to see they cannot stand temptation’s trying hour.
By way of an apology my weakness is their cry;
’Tis all because of idols they are using on the sly.

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Some smoke and chew tobacco, and some love their fancy dress;
Others have wronged their fellow men, refusing to confess.
They wonder why they are not blest as in the days of yore;
The reason why is on the shelf just in behind the door.

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That little shelf behind the door will cause you much distress;
Especially about the time you think of being blest.
While pleading for the victory before the Lord in prayer,
How many times you think about the idols hidden there.

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Your soul is dark, you surely know you have no peace with God;
You daily tremble lest you feel the chastening of His rod.
The blessèd Holy Spirit puts this question o’er and o’er:
What are you going to do about this shelf behind the door?

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You need not go to foreign lands to find a household god,
To look upon idolatry you need not go a rod,
But in this land where Gospel light is shining all around,
If you should look behind the door an idol could be found.

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Some hypocrites may look like saints—from men their idols hide;
But what about the judgment day beyond death’s fearful tide?
That hidden spot behind the door will be a public place
Where God and men and angels, too, shall every idol trace.

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