She walks with grace, her head held high,
No fear, no chains, no earthly tie.
Her heart belongs to One alone,
No master rules—just Him she’s known.
The world may test, the storms may rise,
Yet faith still burns within her eyes.
Not once she bends, nor shifts her ground,
For truth within her soul is found.
Her kindness shines, but make no doubt,
Her strength within is fierce throughout.
With wisdom sharp and mind so bright,
She stands for justice, speaks for right.
She is no pawn, nor silent shade,
Her voice is strong, yet softly laid.
Not swayed by whispers, wealth, or fame,
Her honor stands, untouched by blame.
She loves with mercy, leads with grace,
Yet never fears to take her place.
She lifts the weak, inspires the strong,
And guides the lost where they belong.
A lioness in veil or gown,
Unyielding—none can strike her down.
For power lies not in the hands,
But in the soul that truly stands.
O sister, rise—walk tall, be free!
Let faith define your legacy.
Bend not to whispers, fear no men,
You bow to One—rise up again.
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