From Job 23:10-14 Ohhhhh Yahweh knows the way that I take When I am tried God will provide And bring me out as gold The devil accuses with all of his might Pouring out venom and pouring out spite Using all angles to prove that he’s right That all my suffering is God's vengeful wrath And I have been sentenced to a shameful path Ohhhhh Yahweh knows the way that I take When I am tried God will provide And bring me out as gold My foot has held fast to His unfailing path I’ve kept to His way and have yearned to obey My heart’s not departed from loving His Word Yearning to do it more than eating my food In sin is my nature, yet my heart clings to you Ohhhhh Yahweh knows the way that I take When I am tried God will provide And bring me out as gold I know that my love for goodness and truth Comes from your Spirit, and that’s surety, proof That I am your child, through Christ reconciled The battle against all the evil within Reveals your good heart in me hating that sin Ohhhhh Yahweh knows the way that I take When I am tried God will provide And bring me out as gold Bring me out as goldmore

Oh that fiery wrath Unbearable its path Nuclear its vengeance rages Yet precise as lightning courses To dispense God’s wrath See that fire coming down To consume the very one Who symbolic of all evil Took the force of Yahweh’s gavel What? That one was God Himself? Taking on Himself His wrath? Praise God’s justice Praise such witness! God dispenses to His face All the fury of His anger On Himself before He pours it On another without grace He must feel it; then He’ll give it He must know what He intends He must undergo the blow That unbearable He’d sow Upon humankind For His glory to defend But when He has undergone Such a baptism of fire Will He still be the one To dispense it on another? Will He send this vengeance just Without mercy, without rest? Praise God’s justice Praise such witness! God dispenses to His face All the fury of His anger On Himself before He pours it On another without grace Praise such justice! Praise such justice! In your glory all my hope is!more

It’s one point at a time Root for love and faith divine It’s one point at a time Root for love and faith divine It’s the ages’ World Cup In the realm of divine players And the earth is the playing field Fighting good and evil goals Clashing sides fight hard To secure their cause and conquer Racking up their points Just one person at a time As they push so hard To secure their influence So the human ball they’re kicking Will take up the offense For the cause they are pushing ‘gainst that person’s defense It’s one point at a time Root for love and faith divine It’s one point at a time Root for love and faith divine It’s the ages’ World Cup In the realm of divine players And the teams are the Demons And the Michaelangelos See the Demons score When their victim screams in violence When they’re pushed far beyond Their ability to endure But when that same victim Cries to Yahweh for redemption And gives praises to Him For His faithfulness before Evermore recounting That God always overcomes where The trial seems too heavy And the demons try to score Then the ball is stolen And it’s Michaelangelo’s It’s one point at a time Root for love and faith divine It’s one point at a time Root for love and faith divine It’s one point at a time Root for love and faith divine It’s one point at a time Root for love and faith divine more