Written by Mark Bishop
She had a good man, with livestock and good land.
God gave them daughters and sons.
They worked everyday, never failing to pray and to
Thank God for all he had done.
Job was renowned for the faith he had found and
his wife stood strong at his side.
For years she adored him but now she cried for him
As their faith was tested and tried.
Long nights she lay weeping, it seemed God was heaping
More suffering than they could bear.
The workers and the farm, and the children all gone.
So broken, she no longer cared.
Job could find no relief. She watched his pain and grief.
All he’d lost, she had lost too.
She said “Just curse God and die”, fell to her knees and cried.
There was nothing else she could do.
Just say a prayer… a prayer for Job’s wife.
But by the Grace of God… such heartache could enter your life.
Don’t judge her too harshly… till you’ve known her strife.
Just say a prayer. Thank God you’re not there,
with the care of Job’s wife.
Just say a prayer… a prayer for Job’s wife.
But by the Grace of God… such heartache could enter your life.
Don’t judge her too harshly… till you’ve known her strife.
Just say a prayer. Thank God you’re not there,
with the care of Job’s wife.
Oh just say a prayer. Thank God you’re not there,
with the care of Job’s wife.