Comments about Idogun Esohe
God’s glory on her was full of splendor.
It was like the full moon that applauds the sun’s brightness.
It was beyond comprehension.
It held her head on high, and made her stand above her equals.
Everyone who saw her knew it was the hand of God that wrought her.
She was like the dove hiding among rocks on the side of a cliff.
She moved gracefully as the pony that leads the chariot of the king.
Her garment had the aroma of cedar trees from Lebanon.