Lost Wealth & Health 9-19-22

Banks took my wealth,

Satan, my health,

but I am not depressed.

I shall not whine,

for nothing's mine -

yet I have been so blessed.

Just fathom Job.

Put on his robe.

Consider all he had.
There's no debate

that God is great

yet God had more to add.

For through God's touch,
t'was twice as much

that Job had than before.

If patient be,

His gifts you'll see
and God will bless you more.

But it's not wealth
nor my ill health
that matters to me now.
For Heaven's gate,

is where I wait.
Not here with dirt and plow.

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