The Virtuous Wife

The Virtuous Wife

Who can find a virtuous wife? For her worth is far above rubies. The heart of her husband safely trusts her; so he will have no lack of gain. She does him good and not evil all the days of her life. She seeks wool and flax, and willingly works with her hands. She is like the merchant ships, she brings her food from afar. She also rises while it is yet night, and provides food for her household, and a portion for her maidservants. She considers a field and buys it; from her profits she plants a vineyard. She girds herself with strength, and strengthens her arms. She perceives that her merchandise is good, and her lamp does not go out by night. She stretches out her hands to the distaff, and her hand holds the spindle. She extends her hand to the poor, yes, she reaches out her hands to the needy. She is not afraid of snow for her household, for all her household is clothed with scarlet. She makes tapestry for herself; her clothing is fine linen and purple. Her husband is known in the gates, when he sits among the elders of the land. She makes linen garments and sells them, and supplies sashes for the merchants. Strength and honor are her clothing; she shall rejoice in time to come. She opens her mouth with wisdom, and on her tongue is the law of kindness. She watches over the ways of her household, and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: “Many daughters have done well, but you excel them all.” Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing, but a woman who fears the Lord, she shall be praised. Give her of the fruit of her hands, and let her own works praise her in the gates.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Silent Cries of a Broken Heart (a modern day Psalm)

The tears flow silently
Cascading down my cheeks
The pains in my heart
Have surpassed their peaks

Where is my salvation
In my greatest time of need
For protection, love and acceptance
My heart earnestly pleads

I am being haunted
By memories of my past
The emotions are so intense
And my mistakes are so vast

What can I do
Where can I go
My heart feels so heavy
As my face can’t help but show

I feel so hopeless
No longer dare I dream
Is there any good from my past
That can yet be gleamed

In the blink of an eye
Life, like a vapour, is gone
I wish my life had been different
I feel like I’m all wrong

Oh God! My God!
Where are you
Why do you feel so distant
Show me your love so true

More than anything in life
your love I want to know
To feel it’s warm embrace
And in it to grow

My past was horrific
My present at times unbearable
The near to distant future
Seems to be very unstable

What have I left undone
What more do you want from me
I feel so lost and alone
I’m blind but want to see

Give me your sight
Please restore my life
Heal all my hurts
and stop the inner strife

Where is my refuge
Where can I hide
Sometimes life is like a slope
So slippery that far I slide

My life stretches before me
Like a vast wasteland
I feel so weak and empty
I can hardly stand

I don't want to just hope
I want to believe
That you will see me through
And my pain will be relieved

There is a cry
Deep within my broken heart
And all I ask for
Is to have a new start

written by
Regina Neufeld

I wrote this in a time when my heart was shattered and I was dying on the inside in tremendous pain
when I read this now .. it truly amazes me how far the Lord has brought me

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