A bride of valor, who can find her? And far higher than a beachfront mansion is her price,
By giving his heart to her, her husband says, “I trust you.” He will not be deprived of booty.
Creating good for him she makes no evil all the days of her life,
Doing the laundry and linens, she works with the pleasure of her hands,
Engine locomotives like her bring the groceries in from far away,
From her bed she gets up to make breakfast, and all look to her for food,
Google-ing real estate she buys some and plants a garden with her hands,
Her belt buckle says, “Strength,” and she makes her arms strong,
Identifying that her gain is good, the lights stay on as she works through the night,
Juggling needle and thread she makes clothes new,
Keeping open her hand to the poor she reaches out to those in need,
Letting no fear inside her house with the snow, all are clothed in red,
Making bedspreads for herself she is dressed to win the smooth contest,
Noticed is her husband when he walks down the block and sits
On the front porch with the grandpas and grandmas,
Printing T-shirts that she sells,
“Queen of Purses” – they all buy from her,
Robed with strength and splendor,
She laughs about tomorrow,
Teaching from her mouth wisdom and from her tongue covenant loyalty,
Under her watch is her house, and she does not eat the food called “Lazy,”
Valid blessing from her children and her husband praises her saying,
Women of valor are many, but you soar above all of them,
X chromosomes lead astray and beauty withers away,
Yet a bride who fears Yahweh, she will be praised,
Zucchini bread and her mocha cheesecake give to her, and let her deeds bring her praise on the porch.
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