JOB: Seven sons, three daughters Seven thousand sheep
A multitude of oxen, donkeys and servants The greatest man in the East
GOD: Have you considered my servant Job There is no one on Earth like him
JOB: Purity and piety guide my every step Protect my precious children lest they transgress
A burnt offering for each and every one With this may their sins become undone
GOD: Blameless, upright Fears God, shuns evil
Straining the resilience of humanity Ending pure lives in the name of vanity An offering of power for the Son to come The Father has already succumbed
JOB: No sense, no warning, how did I fall from grace My children dead, my wealth erased The sores on my flesh, the boils on my skin LORD, why, how have I sinned
GOD: Everything he has is in your power
JOB: Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked I will depart The LORD gave and the LORD has taken, May the name of the LORD be praised
GOD: In all this he does not sinTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
