Taken from the rib of man...
shaped and molded by God's gentle hand.
Created with the gift to birth forth life...
God presented His creation as non other than a wife.
A woman's worth is far above rubies.
She stands tall and with authority because she performs her duties...
of keeping, planning, overseeing, buying, selling, strengthening, making, taking but never forsaking...
Realizing she is the glory of man...
Shaped and molded by God's great hands.
But flesh steps in and dilutes the plan.
From God's created purpose, this woman ran.
Into the arms of every desire,
Not caring if my destiny became hells fire.
Ignorant to my own self worth...
This creation here had become a curse.
Fooling myself saying, "I'm gonna get mine".
I separated myself from the True and Living Vine.
I settled for things less than I deserved.
But then God sent forth a sister to minister His Word!
Now I'm walking up right in the Spirit of God.
I made up in my mind to stop getting robbed.
With knowledge of who I am, I'm fully equipped...
To bend my knees and pray and not just shake my hip.
The man who findeth me, finds a good thang.
Only because the old woman has passed away...behold all things have changed.
This woman has now lined up with God's great plan.
I've just shared with you...
THE DIARY OF A SANCTIFIED WOMAN!