Luyện nghe bài hát Theodicy On Trial

Satan upon the Lord
"I perform a test
To prove that in God
Is contingent on blessed"

One of the richest men of the millennium
Job was stripped of all his
daughters and seven sons
He his robe
And shaved his
Fell to the ground, God and said:

I was when I came here
I'll be when I leave here
The Lord it
So He can it
All

Satan called the Lord
"Give me one more
Grant I may strike his flesh
And at you he'll his fist"

From head to toe black
pregnant on his skin
His breath was super
caving in
Detested and forsaken by family and
His said, "Curse your God
And let be dead!"

I ask you
If I come here
So I ask the
Condition I leave here
I don't
Planning my
But why have you me?

Rewarded for his
Job was give his wealth
Twice the riches as
God gave His discourse:

Where were you I
Laid the
Dug the
And set its
Were you when I
constellations?
me!

He who puts the on trial
Puts on the stand