How beautiful is the woman who serves the Lord?
How pure the heart that loves Him?
How graceful are the steps of she who walks in the path of his Righteousness?
How bright are the eyes that have seen the Lord’s face?
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This is like a leash
And I am the barking dog
Crying silently to be free
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The Woman Who Serves
How beautiful is the woman who serves the Lord?
How pure the heart that loves Him?
How graceful are the steps of she who walks in the path of his Righteousness?
How bright are the eyes that have seen the Lord’s face?
How gentle is the soul that abounds in his grace?
How precious the words from the lips that have been touched by the burning coal?