A Virtuous Woman

Favour is deceitful and beauty is vain; but a woman that feareth the LORD she will be praised. Blessed is she that flees youthful lust

The word of GOD, YAH is her delight and makes her just. Obedience abides in her bosom and her hair is the blazing mist
Her household is upright; she is the mother of love, simply bliss

She stretcheth out her hand to the poor; yea, she reacheth forth her hands to the needy

Righteous are her ways, staying away from sinfulness of sin
Narrow path she case keeping CHRIST, YAH in awe. Broken hearts she repairs with her kisses of pure love
Holy she is, innocent in all eyes as a baby dove

Stress of a husband she caresses with her night dress
In her arms her man lives in melody of musical tones of trust.Ways of an adulterous she knows not, being his first and last. Conqueror of gifts through prayer and fasts. She lives cheerfully in laughter; the diamond’s class

The virtuous woman, mother of knights, wife of a king. A queen to humanity, no thorn rose from Eden, lovely affection for crying children… this describes my friend, Melony!