Miracle
To everyone
Ripped apart, dying, suffering from fright. But the clouds clear away, and you once again see light. Your wounds are healing as you look up. Now laying beside you is a water filled cup. You sigh in relief, you’ve been saved by The Lord. Now in your hand to protect you, you have your mighty sword. You’re now dressed like a king, you wear a fine robe. You should be thanking your God, my dear Job (Jobe).
(2014)
If you read the bible you'll understand. This is just a review of what happened to Job.
