Job

At your side I stand, naked and exposed,

For in my wildest moment I cannot look away...

With my soul exposed and set down on the table

What am I now? If I am not your own?

Struggle to survive, am I now alone?

In my darkest moments, I firmly stand to guard,

All my wounds are bleeding, I am black and blue,

But as I stand here hurting, I am protecting you.