MISS 31
I’ve considered what the Bible says
In Proverbs 31, to the last verse.
I found a woman there described
Whose qualities just blew my mind.
They sang her praise; all I could say was “Wow!”
I’d like to be her; the question is, how?
So I sat long and thought hard
What in my life could retard
My getting God to say “Well done!”
And stop my becoming Miss 31.
My soul search made me realise
I had some idols in disguise:
Laziness, fashion, sex appeal
Were ruling my mind and killing my zeal.
I had to decide what would be best;
I CHOOSE to put my flesh to rest.
I’m setting down weights; this time, I’ll run
Look out, here comes Miss 31.
She’s patient, honest, faithful, kind
Pop culture wont trip or fool her blind.
She’s holy, not legalistic
Monitors her words; not who wears lipstick.
She’s graceful, not erotic;
Her clothes no threat to her brother’s optic.
Miss 31 is stylish, but not vain
Godly contentment is her great gain.
She’s warm with the brothers, not flirtatious;
This lady makes godliness contagious.
She’s wise, yet she’s teachable;
Busy, but still reachable.
Purposeful, not overambitious;
She stays sweet and holds back the vicious.
Despite the pressure and struggle, she
Won’t be called a five-letter word beginning with ‘b’.
She’s humble, not conceited;
If they told you who she is, you wouldn’t believe it.
She walks in honesty; no trace of guile.
She’s even-tempered, not volatile.
Single or married, she knows her worth.
Indecent men give her wide berth.
Of all good women, what makes her odd
Is her genuine, growing fear of God.
What a woman! What a gem!
If they say she can’t exist, forget them.
I know with the Spirit of Truth inside,
I can replace the ‘she’ with ‘I’;
And day by day, I can become
The legendary Miss 31.
In Proverbs 31, to the last verse.
I found a woman there described
Whose qualities just blew my mind.
They sang her praise; all I could say was “Wow!”
I’d like to be her; the question is, how?
So I sat long and thought hard
What in my life could retard
My getting God to say “Well done!”
And stop my becoming Miss 31.
My soul search made me realise
I had some idols in disguise:
Laziness, fashion, sex appeal
Were ruling my mind and killing my zeal.
I had to decide what would be best;
I CHOOSE to put my flesh to rest.
I’m setting down weights; this time, I’ll run
Look out, here comes Miss 31.
She’s patient, honest, faithful, kind
Pop culture wont trip or fool her blind.
She’s holy, not legalistic
Monitors her words; not who wears lipstick.
She’s graceful, not erotic;
Her clothes no threat to her brother’s optic.
Miss 31 is stylish, but not vain
Godly contentment is her great gain.
She’s warm with the brothers, not flirtatious;
This lady makes godliness contagious.
She’s wise, yet she’s teachable;
Busy, but still reachable.
Purposeful, not overambitious;
She stays sweet and holds back the vicious.
Despite the pressure and struggle, she
Won’t be called a five-letter word beginning with ‘b’.
She’s humble, not conceited;
If they told you who she is, you wouldn’t believe it.
She walks in honesty; no trace of guile.
She’s even-tempered, not volatile.
Single or married, she knows her worth.
Indecent men give her wide berth.
Of all good women, what makes her odd
Is her genuine, growing fear of God.
What a woman! What a gem!
If they say she can’t exist, forget them.
I know with the Spirit of Truth inside,
I can replace the ‘she’ with ‘I’;
And day by day, I can become
The legendary Miss 31.
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