My Queen
What amazed me first was her holiness.
Her heart shines, as all must who know the Lord.
She has a tenderness, a Christ-like love,
as though with Him she might chant forth Today
and sing out Tomorrow. She knows to choose
the good, and to evil she will not yield.
She can talk to you about the corn yield
or the catechism, hay or holiness,
and is patient enough to let you choose.
She simply smiles in the joy of the Lord,
How can her heart but race with His love?
I quickly found myself falling in love,
or, into her love, to which I would yield
immediately, and still do today.
By her example I learn holiness,
in her I see the image of our Lord,
from her I learn the things that I should choose.
It is not her grace but Christ’s that I choose--
she would say as much. And yet I still love
her madly, with the love wherewith the Lord
loves His church. She is not ashamed to yield
me honor, though my faith and holiness
are still less than her own, even today.
She has taught me that we serve God today
when we act as He acts, and when we choose
what He wants for us, namely holiness.
Living with her, I grow daily in love
and strength and faith. Together then, we yield
better fruits of righteousness for our Lord.
She has given her life wholly to the Lord,
constant in prayer, ready even to yield
her body to the flames should God so choose.
Above all other things she puts on love--
like a banner praising God’s holiness.
She showed me the Lord and told me to yield.
She taught me holiness and gave me love.
Today and always, it is her that I choose.