There lived once a man in the land of Uz
Whose name was Job
And he was blameless and upright
He feared God and shunned evil
And seven sons were born to him
And three daughters
And his flocks came to seven thousand sheep
Three thousand camels
Five hundred yokes of cattle
Five hundred she-asses
And a great abundance of slaves
And that man was greater than all the dwellers of the east
One day, The Sons of God came to stand in attendance before The Lord
And The Satan, too, came among them
And The Lord said to The Satan
Have you paid heed to my servant Job?
Surely there is no one quite as righteous anywhere as he
How he fears The Lord and sings My praises daily merrily!
Spotless as a lamb, no blemish has besmirched his goodly face
Certainly, there lives no man a finer product of my grace
Oh please, how can a man complain to Thee
Who's not begot disgrace?
Can life be strife with pleasantry?
Take all a righteous man has
And a wrathful one shall curse Thee to Thy face
So we shall see!
