Hold Fast Through the Storm

[Intro] [Verse 1] In the plains of Uz, where the sun meets the clay, Lived a man named Job, where his riches once lay. Cattle and children, a life built divine, Till the heavens stirred with a sorrowful sign. [Chorus] Oh, Job, stand firm when the tempest rolls high, When the light turns to ash and the stars leave the sky. In the void of the night, where no whispers remain, Clutch the hope unseen through the fire and rain. [Verse 2] A challenge was cast in the courts of the air, “Will his praise endure when stripped bare?” Flames ate his flocks, storms stole his kin, Yet Job whispered grace through the chaos within. [Chorus] Oh, Job, stand firm when the tempest rolls high, When the light turns to ash and the stars leave the sky. In the void of the night, where no whispers remain, Clutch the hope unseen through the fire and rain. [Verse 3] Sores marked his skin, his friends spoke in blame, “Confess hidden sins, or bear this shame!” But Job roared, “I’ve walked straight and true!” Yet he wept for answers in morning’s cold dew. [Bridge] “Why do good hearts break? Where’s mercy’s shore?” The storm replied, “Could you chart heaven’s door? Who commands the dawn or binds the tide? In the whirlwind’s breath, my love will abide.” [Verse 4] Job saw the cosmos, vast, untamed, A tapestry woven, though grief remained. He knelt in the dust, his defiance undone, And found grace in questions beneath the same sun. [Chorus] Oh, Job, stand firm when the tempest rolls high, When the light turns to ash and the stars leave the sky. In the void of the night, where no whispers remain, Clutch the hope unseen through the fire and rain. [Outro]