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How lovely are the faces of
Women who walk with God.
Lit with an inner sureness of
The path their feet have trod.
How gently is the manner of
The one who walks with Him,
No strength can overcome her, and
No cloud her courage dim.
Keen are the hands and feet, ah yes,
Of those who wait His will;
As clear as crystal mirrors are
The hearts His love can fill.
Some lives are dreary from doubt and fear,
While other merely plod;
But lovely faces mark women
Who walk and talk with God.
I found this hidden in one of my Grandma's old cookbooks. I thought is was nice. ![[Smile]](smile.gif)
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