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Job's God Is True
I can feel the hand of Satan, as the tempter presses me sore; He has been before the Father asking leave to tempt me more.
Tho God slay me, Yet I'll trust Him, I will then come forth as gold; And I know that He still liveth, For I feel Him in my soul.
I can hear the Father grant it, Saying do not touch his life; Tho you crush him he'll not falter, He will rise above the strife
Tho God slay me, Yet I'll trust Him, I will then come forth as gold; And I know that He still liveth, For I feel Him in my soul.
Though I struggle, I'll not stagger, By His grace I'll make it through, For His grace is all sufficient, And I know that God is true.
Tho God slay me, Yet I'll trust Him, I will then come forth as gold; And I know that He still liveth, For I feel Him in my soul.
When I have looked all around me, And His face I cannot see, Then I know that thru the lattice, He beholdeth even me.
Tho God slay me, Yet I'll trust Him, I will then come forth as gold; And I know that He still liveth, For I feel Him in my soul.