Satan called upon the Lord
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"I must perform a test
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To prove that fath in God
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Is contingent on being blessed"
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One of the richest men of the second millennium
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Job was stripped of all his wealth
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Three daughters and seven sons
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He tore his robe
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And shaved his head
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Fell to the ground, worshipped God and said:
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I was neked when I came here
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I'll be naked when I leave here
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The Lord gave it
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So He can take it
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All away
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Satan called upon the Lord
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"Give me one more test
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Grant that I may strike his flesh
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And at you he'll shake his fist"
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From head to toe black boils
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Were pregnant on his skin
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His breath was super roached
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Stomach caving in
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Detested and forsaken by family and friends
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His wife said, "Curse your God
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And let yourself be dead!"
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I didn't ask you
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If I could come here
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So I cannot ask the
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Condition that I leave here
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I don't remember
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Planning my existence
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But why have you forsaken me?
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Rewarded for his faithfulness
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Job was give back his wealth
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Twice the riches as before
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Then God gave His discourse:
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Where were you when I
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Laid the foundations
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Dug the oceans
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And set its limits?
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Were you around when I
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Plotted constellations?
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Answer me!
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He who puts the Lord on trial
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Puts himself on the stand
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Theodicy On Trial
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