Theodicy On Trial Lyrics
Satan called upon the Lord"I must perform a testTo prove that fath in GodIs contingent on being blessed"One of the richest men of the second millenniumJob was stripped of all his wealthThree daughters and seven sonsHe tore his robeAnd shaved his headFell to the ground, worshipped God and said:I was neked when I came hereI'll be naked when I leave hereThe Lord gave itSo He can take itAll awaySatan called upon the Lord"Give me one more testGrant that I may strike his fleshAnd at you he'll shake his fist"From head to toe black boilsWere pregnant on his skinHis breath was super roachedStomach caving inDetested and forsaken by family and friendsHis wife said, "Curse your GodAnd let yourself be dead!"I didn't ask youIf I could come hereSo I cannot ask theCondition that I leave hereI don't rememberPlanning my existenceBut why have you forsaken me?Rewarded for his faithfulnessJob was give back his wealthTwice the riches as beforeThen God gave His discourse:Where were you when ILaid the foundationsDug the oceansAnd set its limits?Were you around when IPlotted constellations?Answer me!He who puts the Lord on trialPuts himself on the stand
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