She cannot be seen with human eyes...
She is a Good friend, entitled best helper...
Discerning eyes can she be seen, thus thy heart shall rise...
Her soul has no limit; to think one arrived errs, she's deeper...
With her, one enters a safe-home, a prepared sanctuary...
Her heart is that of a mother, unconditional...
Her strength is her joy deeply-seated, mysteriously...
Her beauty knows no bound, inviolable & indestructible...
She stands on the timeless Ebenezer...
A message she shall deliver...
King of Glory upon her crown...
Again her form knows no bound...
She is radically & intimately known...
Her being is not seen by human reasons...
Maybe one shall touch her, after many seasons...
She is living proof of God's love divine...
Her guidance of her siblings, The Father delights in...
In her weakness is power and authority...
Pride resides, nonetheless defined by humility...
She thought to receive is better than to give in regard of totality...
But all the while others watch as she does well to apply giving is better than to receive...
Which of these is she..?
Truth be told His Glory both gave and received...
Fearfully and wonderfully made,
A daughter embraced with majesty...
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