Treasure Island

Debbie Bennett

((c) DebbieJBennett2009 copyright)

Virtuous Women


Good Women
like Jewels Gems and Rubies
Rare and Distinguished and Unique
Virtuous Full Of The Spirit women
Kind Loving and Sweet.

Powerful Serving Women
Discerning Compassionate
and Pure
Sincere Holy Women
Biblical and Crystal Clear

Godly Dedicated Women
Committed Faithful and True
Praying, Praising, Fasting Women
Denying themselves too.

Obedient Wise Women
Who know the Voice of the Lord
Quiet Teachable Women
Who are United in One Accord.

Submissive, Honorable, Reverent Women
Who teach Daughters how to pray
Sensitive, Spirit-led Women
Who follow in God's Way

A Virtuous Women who can Find?
Where does this queen Reside
Virtuous Women are Made
and it starts from the Inside.

Submitted: Thursday, July 12, 2007
Edited: Sunday, March 20, 2011

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