What Job had

What Job had

Joel Howard

In possessing nothing

We see what Job had

A faith so great

Nothing on his plate

Scars, weights

But inner contentment

No regrets in

Spending his life in earnest

Mary, mistreated

"Sinner!" misunderstood and

Holding her ground she

Waited for mercy

"Joseph, receive me"

Gabriel delivered the message

Of the baby 

Of all the wealth inside her

A thought-ful of treasure

To ponder thereafter

Paul had reason to boast

Engaged, he compared to the most

Danger upon danger

Still upon danger

Made him aware of the nothing

Of those things

And once having nothing

He realized something

This very weakness

Was his only ticket

To Grace all-sufficient

So, my circumstances

Are less than romance's 

I lose what I would gain

And have what I'd do without

Let me not squirm or shout

But, humble, tell about

All that You gave me

And its sufficiency

Though my hands be empty

Lord, look what You've given me!