Virtuous Is You Poem by Official 1SP

When my love had hit the corner to turn on me,
Like the streets with tape everybody left me lonely;
There I sat all the night to myself on the cold asphalt
With veins etched in my hands like paint in blue cobalt
I saw I was born different on the path only few had taken,
In the midst of it all you came along to give me a saving.

Purpose my angel doesn't end with me, tell me doesn't
Because God gave me a good thing like you to trust in.

Take a look at how you arrived,
You're virtue, you're virtue,
The virtuous woman is alive
And my queen virtuous is you.

You took my nights on the streets in a spiral
And transform them into a ministry and revival;
Aligning me back with my faith and destiny
By reflecting what can be of the best me;
Let me uplift you and show how much I value you,
Because my anointing would be unfulfilled without you.

Purpose my angel doesn't end with me, tell me doesn't
Because God gave me a good thing like you to trust in.

Take a look at how you arrived,
You're virtue, you're virtue,
The virtuous woman is alive
And my queen virtuous is you.