O Woman, My rare and special treasures, uniquely fashioned.

Vessels of love, no man can measure.

Fruits of the Spirit, interwoven character beyond comprehension!

Sparkling jewels of faceted glory. Her value, a pearl of Great Worth.

O fountain of Efficacy, your prayers move heaven and earth.

O Woman, your heart is set on faithfulness.

Upon The Rock you stand.

Around your head the diadem of fruitfulness.

Your Peace is found within His Heart.

Loyalty is unto her King, her offerings unto His Feet shall bring.

O Woman, An unfailing prize, her contribution moves the gates.

Royal garments, blue purple and red, fashioned dyes.

New Covenant spiritual attributes, upon The Lord she waits.

A spring of goodness, mission born out of selflessness.

O well of virtue! You are altogether mysterious…

In you there is always forgiveness.

O Woman, My fountain of joy! May I say, pure in heart.

Skilfully moulded chambers within,

Hidden places that birth his word..too impart.

O Woman of inspiring Spirit

Pouring into vessels with whom she visits,

Always before her, the table of provision.

Humility is her blanket, humbleness of heart His extension.

She provides a pattern for her household,

Discipline, set upon Godly foundations.

Within the walls of her dwelling place, behold,

The all of kin grow in statue, overshadowed by passion.

O Woman, a bouquet of dreams.

Your vision is set upon the upward call,

At times life is not always ‘peaches and cream’.

Yet Ye persevere, with a sigh in faith..you always The Word recall.

Eager attitude, reconciliation always in mind.

In daily walk, within The Lord entwined.

Blessed is she, polished and refined!

O Woman, you have a taste for success.

In one thing..being confident in her Christ.

My desire is for all too succeed, have you not learned the game of Chess?

I have placed a Seed within you too progress,

Even the enemies gates you shall possess!

Weapons of war, so prophesy! I have paid the price.

O Woman, your diligence not unseen.

From morning dawn to late night hours.

Even in the merry-go-round of life, you are my queen!

Dusk to dawn you seek, even in your gardening My Face within the flowers you see.

Cool of the night, all tucked in,

Warm in my embrace, comforted within My Refuge Tower.

O Woman, Helping hand when in need.

Mercy clothes you, The choicest Robe.

My garments clothe your personality, set and guaranteed.

Freedom is in my raiment, closets of kaleidoscope.

Double portion inheritance, in preparation lies my blessings.

Your cup runneth over, rewards for perseverance.

Take heart my beloved, press into My New Beginnings!

O Woman, Tapestry of my Beauty.

Your handiwork flows, fine linen and cloth,

Bold fabrics, colourful threads, royal yet dainty.

In the capacity of apparel, having heavenward vision,

Kingdom perspectives Brough forth.

She is creative within her industry, able to set her hand to all profession.

Providing trade within her field, up too a hundred fold yield!

Testimony giver..I smile upon her expression!

O Woman, my crowning chorus, with all joy she sings praises,

Worship is her crown, in the breath of voice, her olds song amaze.

Wrapped in covenant relationship, clothed by my Gown.

My sweet smelling fragrance, bathed in richest of oil spices.

Her faith, heavenly aroma, strong in elegance.

Blow O North Wind, so the scents arise!

Her Reward is with her, The Harvest ever before. Looking unto the restoration of all things,

She is my joy and crown, a woman of substance. Upon her lips there is prayer, supplication

And praise. She ponders upon whatsoever is pure, lovely and things of good report.

Psalm 45:13 The Kings Daughter is all glorious within, her clothing is of gold!

I beseech you O Daughters of Zion, Worship Him, Worship God!

Selah

Proverbs 31

Denise Sylvia Bruning