In the End

The eloquent pain of righteous, suffering Job,
Wrapped around him as a regal robe;
He, full of questions for a silent Sovereign,
Berated his talkative friends who saw him as fallen.

The Lord has reasons we know nothing of,
But we may be assured that we’re beloved;
To Job only in the end was it revealed
That God was perfect Savior and buffering Shield.

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One of God's little ones living in Brazil since 1984. Main blog is a must-visit.

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