Psalm 43:3-5

3-4 Give me your lantern and compass,

give me a map,

so I can find my way to the sacred mountain,

to the place of your presence,

To enter the place of worship,

meet my exuberant God,

Sing my thanks with a harp,

magnificent God, my God.

5. Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul?

Why are you crying the blues?

Fix my eyes on God—

soon I'll be praising again.

He puts a smile on my face.

He's my God.

The Message Translation

No I cannot count the ways you have made my life so blessed
All I know is that you came and made beauty of my mess

And you make me happy
You make me feel the way I do
You make me happy
I want to make you happy too

From 'Happy' by Ayiesha Woods