Crowining Glory of Man

Lord, when men hurt me
remind me of my worth
of the image you have created
me in
for love Lord,
not for black eyes
not for abusive words
not for sexual gratification
and then tossed,
not to be neglected
not to be common
not to be controlled
grabbed by my heart
strings, and made
into a marionette
to dance for
to perform for
to dress seductively for
to be scorned
then have my veil ripped off
and my tenderness disregarded
Lord, stand as My Champion
put out my worth
when they tell me
Eve was at fault
and women were
created to be
barefoot and pregnant
barefoot and pregnant
I will point out that
Deborah was a judge
of Israel
and that the great general Sisera
had his temple hammered in
by Jael,
Mary the mother of Jesus
carried our Lord in her young
body
God regarded her
Jesus regarded Mary Magdalene
and so I know that the Lord of Glory
has a special and wonderful place
in His Heart for His daughters
and being made common
never was His Design

“You are My Daughter
and I love you,
when men play
with your feelings
and leave you weeping
when they tear your
virgin robes
insult you,
and twist you
to make you a shrew
Know this, that I created
you to be the Crowning Glory
of Man.”

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