People wonder where her secret lies.
It's not cuz she's cute or dresses real flyy.
She is a woman virtuously.
A virtuous woman is what I aspire to be.
Men themselves wonder what they see in her.
They try so much but they still can't touch
He who makes her free.
She is a woman virtuously.
A virtuous woman is what I aspire to be.
I say,
It's the way that she prays.
To Him her hands are raised.
She falls down on bended knees
And the enemy has to flee.
She is a woman virtuously.
A virtuous woman is what I aspire to be.
I say,
It's the wisdom on her lips
And not the sway of her hips.
She walks into a room just
As cool as she please.
She doesn't have to shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
She is a woman virtuously.
A virtuous woman is what I aspire to be.
I say,
It's the determination in her strut
And the way that she cares so much.
She is a woman virtuously.
And like her a virtuous woman is what I aspire to be.
Kendy Ward
Copyright 2009
Saturday, May 9, 2009
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