Whoa.... He ain't never
done me nothin'
Done me nothin' but good,
nothin' but good.
Job was a righteous man
the devil couldn't doubt it.
He surely loved His Savior
there was no doubt about it.
Satan cursed his body
from his feet to his head.
Then he told him all his children
and his cattle were dead.
Then Job's wife said, "Why don't
you curse your God and die?"
But Job said, "Hey, woman
you speak like a foolish child."
Well, I gave my heart to Jesus,
took Him as my Savor.
I cast my lot with the chosen One
and started out for Heaven.
But soon i was forsaken
my friends left one by one,
The good Lord walked beside me,
He never left me alone.
He fed me when i was hungry,
He cheered me when i was sad.
And He has been the dearest friend
this child has ever had.
History tells of Polly Carp
a martyr for the gospel sake,
They built a fire around his feet
than tied him to a stake.
But the fire would not consume him,
so, they pierced him with a sword.
The blood ran down put out the fire
but still he praised the Lord.
Now, all these years
I've served Him,
He's done me nothin' but good,
Well, I won't repent
and I won't recant
Just tell me why i should.