Chastisement
If my harvest fields yield nothing, and my cows do not come home,
my enemies over me prevail, and I fall and break a bone,
my investments all prove worthless, and I should “lose it all,”
I still will look to Jesus and at his feet will fall.
I’ll remember the ancient story of Job that Saint of old,
and trust the LORD Almighty as he turns my lead to gold.
though he slay me, I will trust him, for the LORD is still my God;
for even if I am beaten, tis his hand that holds the rod.   -id