One day Satan in his cunning way
Accused him before God
When asked him the question,
Have you considered My servant Job?
No man is found on earth
Like him in integrity
And of fear of Me.
Just let me touch his wealth
Was Satan’s reply
He will abandon You
Not a chance, Job continued
Faithful in his integrity
Let me touch his body
He asked God, for sure
He will change his ways
Of that I am sure
With God’s permission
Satan touched Job’s body
Causing scabs and oozes
Day and night – no relief
Job endured the test of time
With the question
In his mind
Why am I a target?
A righteous man in the hand
Of the wicked Satan
In bitterness of soul
Suffering much pain
Expressed his complaints
To friends who understood not
The anguish of his soul
Friends, he did not know
Amidst his sorrows and pains
His words were engraved
Forever in the everlasting
Pages as he desired
And were sealed forever
For the world to see
And learn that trials
Come to all
But with faith-
The eyes of hope
Patience will shine
With victory at last!
At the end of Job’s trial
God for him smiled
And restored him
To his honor and respect
A righteous man
Now In the hands of his God
Is blessed twice as much
For fighting the good fight!
Light from the Word 