
In the Arms of His Love © Greg Olsen. Used with Permission. For more information visit, www.GregOlsen.com
Dearest Daughters of Mine–
You are worth far more than rubies
Daughters of the King you are
I walk beside you daily, and still,
I admire you from afar.
You rise up early in the morning
To feed those who live in your house
The dear ones you love lack nothing
Happy and blessed is your beloved spouse.
You bring him good not harm
All the days of your married life
Through thick and thin, feast or famine
Smooth sailing or struggles and strife.
You work eagerly with tired hands
To provide clothing, food, and fun
You speak with praise and wisdom
Good instruction is on your tongue.
Not a minute do you sit idly by
Watching the homeless on the street
You invite the stranger to dinner
And give him something to eat.
Your hand goes out to the needy
You open your arms to the poor
Understanding in your generosity
God will always provide you with more.
Many women do noble things
But you surpass the many
Your work may not get noticed
And “Thanks†you may not get any.
But I see what you do each day
From years past and from lately
I notice every move you make
I will remunerate you greatly.
Your children arise and call you blessed
Your husband praises you too
You are a woman who fears the Lord
I will reward you in all you do.
You are my dearest daughters,
I am delighted in all your ways
Your heavenly Father wishes you all
The happiest of Mother’s Days!
As given to Sindy Nagel, inspired by God and Proverbs 31
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