No was her name
No was the lion that no one could tame
But Faith was his name
Faith came around with a smile on his face anyway
He said, tell, tell me now
Tell me the worry that knit up your brow
No was her name
No was the lion that no one could tame
But Faith was his name
Faith came around with a smile on his face anyway
He said, tell, tell me now
Tell me the worry that knit up your brow
A woman's worth
Is to be treasured as gold.
To be praised and adored
Calculated far too priceless, to ever be sold.
Polished and kept up
will attract attention wherever she may go.
Yet valued just the same, letting people know.
Her value is…