Women of Valor

Ari Lesser - Woman of Valor - Proverbs 31:10-31

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• published: 10 May 2015
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Video Directed by - Scot Jay Starring – Miriam Lesser Husband – Ari Lesser Baby – Samson Lesser Sister – Naijla Coates Audio Lyrics & Vocals – Ari Lesser Download this track: arithemc.bandcamp.com/track/woman-of-valor-2 Connect on Facebook: facebook.com/AriTheMC Email Ari: AriTheMC@gmail.com Music & Arrangement – Rabbi Shalom Pasternak Recorded & Produced – David Levi For nOw Productions In loving memory of Rachel bat Chayim Lyrics inspired by King Solomon's Proverbs 31:10-31 A woman of valor who can find? She's worth far more than a goldmine Her husbands heart trusts in her And he shall lack no treasure She's good to him never does him wrong Everyday her whole life long She searches for wool and flax Her hands make up for all she lacks Like a merchant's ship is she Bringing food from across the sea While it's still night she'll rise from bed Make sure her whole household gets fed She pictures a field, buys the land And plants a vineyard from the fruit of her hands Strength is wrapped around her waste With courage both her arms are braced She tastes that her trade is good, her light Is not snuffed out even at night Sends her hand to the wheel, spinning Spools of thread into linen Spreads a palm to the poor man And to the needy she lends her hand She has no fear for her house of snows Her family's dressed in the warmest clothes She's made blankets for her bed Her clothes are soft and crimson red At the gates her husbands a well known man Who sits with the elders of the land She sells a scarf that she made herself And puts her goods on the markets shelf Dressed with strength and dignity She laughs at what may come to be She opens her mouth with wisdom And the teaching of kindness is on her tongue The ways of her household she can guess She eats no bread of laziness Her children rise and make her proud Her husband praises her out loud Many daughter rise to the call But you've risen above them all Grace is false and beauty's a phase Let the woman who fears God be praised The fruit of her hands is all she needs She'll be praised at gates by her own deeds Yeah, grace is false and beauty's a phase Let the woman who fears God be praised The fruit of her hands is all she needs She'll be praised at gates by her own deeds