Bible Stories: Job (Chapter V)

D Dr John Celes Dr John Celes
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Will none respond to your sad call? To which one holy, you appeal? Impatience truly kills the fool; Resentment slays the simpleton; Fool rooted strong has lost household; His children are far from safety; No one will rescue them when crushed; Their harvest goes to hungry ones; Or God shall destroy it by blight! For, mischief comes not from the earth, Nor troubles from within the ground; Man’s sparks of mischief fly upward; If I, I will appeal to God; I’ll send my plea to Him instead; He gives the rain to earth’s parched fields; He lofts the humble to high slots; The ones who mourn are protected; The plans of wily run chaos; They cannot reap success as planned; The wise are caught in their own tricks! Designs of crafty never work; Darkness prevails during daytime; They grope at noon as if night-time; God saves the poor from death by sword, And from the hands of mighty ones. The ones in despair do have hope; Happy’s the man whom God reproves! Although, He wounds, He bonds the same; His divine Hands will heal the hurts. He saves you from six troubles first; When seventh’s comes, evil can’t touch; In famine times, you shall not starve; In war, your life will be preserved; Impending ruin needn’t frighten; From scourge of tongues, you stay concealed. God will provide in times of want; You need not fear the earth’s wild beasts; Your tent and house-hold are secure; Your offspring number like earth’s grass! You shall not fear when death invites; This we have heard and you should know! Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-28-2007

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