He Ain’t Never Done Me Nothin’ But Good The Isaacs

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, “Woman, you speak like a foolish child”

‘Cause He ain’t never done me nothin’
Done me nothin’ but good
Nothin’ but good verse

Hist’ry tells of polycarp
A martyr for the gospel’s sake
They built a fire around his feet
Then tied him to a stake
But the fire would not consume him
So they pierced him with a sword
Blood ran down, put out the fire
But still he praised the Lord
All these years I’ve served Him
And He’s always done me good
I won’t repent and I won’t recant
Just tell me why I should?