All people find their joy and peace,
In woman's boundless grace,
She sweetens human life on earth,
With love's tender embrace.
Woman is God's most gracious sign,
A gift of mercy sent,
To keep her home and husband blessed,
With loving eyes intent.
Through life's long road she gives us strength,
Forever by our side,
For woman means the mother-kind,
We bow to her with pride.
Without the woman, this whole world
Would lose its worth and light,
She is mother, sister, daughter too—
O foolish man, be right!
This race of women, like a mother,
Makes generations grow,
We honor them across the world,
As part of us we know.
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