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To The Woman

I am beautiful I am Love My heart is that of gold I am a god A daughter of a king A royal priesthood I am light I am salt, I am a city set on a hill that cannot be his I am an expensive jewel, my worth is that of His blood I an His


Realize o dear daughter that God holds you safely in His hands He dotes on you like a loving Father and He establishes all your plans Realize o dear daughter you can never stray too far away you are hidden in the loving bosom of the Father He watches over you everyday Realize o dear daughter He's given you