Daring To Compare Modern Life To Job

DARING TO COMPARE MODERN LIFE TO JOB If you think it’s disrespect And to me you do object Remember each soul has its grief Being judge is like a thief How can one soul judge another One will grieve the loss of mother One will long for dying child Neglected sister has gone wild Each soul bears its crying pain As ‘neighbors' keepers' we remain Here to comfort those who suffer Here to be their earthly buffer As small children this we learn but as we age so deftly spurn--- We're called to view each suffering face And put ourselves in each one’s place.