It never ceases to blow my mind, God’s mind for making Woman
Standing here and looking at you
It makes me wonder what He was up to
Was He thinking about me, when He thought about You
It must’ve been the most beautiful day
Looking down on all creation
He took a rib from a sleeping man
And crafted it into a Woman, priced far above rubies
With the mandate of a help-meet
And presented her in the most precious way
When God made Woman
He must’ve intended for her to represent His Beauty and Glory
When she makes herself clothing of silk and purple
He included the finesse of strength and honour
Strength enough to birth all living and Strength enough to augment a man’s weakness
When God made Woman
He must’ve intended for the world to be comfortable and exciting
He must’ve intended for us to have mothers and sisters. And daughters
He must’ve intended for every man to have a wife
He must’ve been thinking about us all
And this happy day
When God made Woman
He must have given His all
He must’ve been proud
He must’ve been proud
He must’ve laughed aloud in ecstacy
Or cried aloud like the first time a virgin knows a man
When God Made Woman
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