She had a good man, with livestock and good land
God gave them daughters and sons
They worked everyday, never failing to pray and to
Thank God for all He had done
Job was renowned for the faith he had found and
His wife stood strong at his side
For years she adored him but now she cried for him
As their faith was tested and tried
Long nights she lay weeping, it seemed God was heaping
More suffering than they could bear
The workers and the farm, and the children all gone
So broken, she no longer cared
Job could find no relief
She watched his pain and grief
All he’d lost, she had lost too
She said “Just curse God and die,” fell to her knees and cried
There was nothing else she could do
Just say a prayer
A prayer for Job’s wife
But by the Grace of God
Such heartache could enter your life
Don’t judge her too harshly
till you’ve known her strife
Just say a prayer
Thank God you’re not there
With the care of Job’s wife
Just say a prayer
A prayer for Job’s wife
But by the Grace of God
Such heartache could enter your life
Don’t judge her too harshly
till you’ve known her strife
Just say a prayer
Thank God you’re not there
With the care of Job’s wife
Oh just say a prayer
Thank God you’re not there
With the care of Job’s wife
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