Song

• English

  Blameless and upright, a fearer of God
  A man truly righteous, no pious facade
  One about whom God was accustomed to boast
  And so one whom Satan desired the most
  One day the accuser came breathing out lies
  “It’s Your holy handouts, his faithfulness buys”
  In one desperate day his possessions were lost
  His children all killed in one raw holocaust
  His children all killed in one raw holocaust
  And yet through it all
  Through the tears and pain
  He worshiped his God Found no reason to blame
  Once more the Deceiver denounced and decried
  “It’s skin for skin, and hide for hide,
  Strike down his flesh and he’ll surely deny
  And confess that his praying has all been a lie.”
  “Very well, take him,” the Holy One sighed
  But you must spare his life, my son shall not die
  So Job was afflicted with terrible sores
  Sat down in the ashes to wait for the Lord
  Sat down in the ashes to wait for the Lord
  And yet through it all Through the tears and pain
  He worshiped his God Found no reason to blame

  A throne of ashes
  A crown of pain
  A sovereign of sorrow
  A mournful reign
  May the day of my birth be remembered no more
  May darkness and shadow come and claim it once more
  Why did I not perish on that dreadful day
  And sleep now where kings and counselors lay
  What I dreaded most has now come upon me
  Why is light given those in misery?
  I loathe my own life, so my tears fall like rain
  As I find that there is no peace in my pain
  Lord, send a Comforter now to my door
  So that this terror will frighten no more
  A Counselor between us, to come bear my oath
  Someone who could lay a hand on us both
  These friends of mine are no comfort to me
  So deafly they listen, so blindly they see
  Their words and their doctrine, they all sound so true
  The problem is Lord, they’re all wrong about you!
  I know my Advocate waits upon high
  My Witness in heaven sees the tears that I cry
  A true intercessor who will condescend
  To plead with God as a man pleads for his friend
  If I’ve been untrue, if I’ve robbed the poor
  If I’m without guilt, what am I suffering for?
  God would not crush me for some secret sin
  And though He slay me still I’ll trust in Him
  I know now that my Redeemer’s alive
  He’ll stand on this earth on the day He arrives
  And though my own body by then is no more
  Yet in my flesh I know, I’ll see the Lord
  I’ll see the Lord,
  I’ll see the Lord

  Who is it that darkens my counsel?
  Who speaks empty words without knowledge?
  Brace yourself up like a man
  And answer me now, if you can
  Can you put on glory and splendor?
  What’s the way to the home of the light?
  Does your voice sound like the thunder?
  Are you not afraid?
  Where were you when earth’s foundations were laid?
  Who gave the heart its wisdom?
  The mind its desire to know?
  Can you bind the stars?
  Raise your voice to the clouds?
  Did you make the eagle proud?
  Will the ox spend the night by your manger?
  Did you let the wild donkey go free?
  Can you take leviathan home as a pet?
  If you merely touched him, you’d never forget
  Who is it that darkens my counsel?
  Who speaks empty words without knowledge?
  Brace yourself up like a man
  And answer me now, if you can

  I am unworthy, how can I reply?
  There’s nothing that you cannot do
  You are the storm that calmed my soul
  I place my hand over my mouth
  I place my hand over my mouth