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The True Essence of Beauty

Out of the pot of Nature's Heritage we were created. The taste of originality to savor, such novelty to behold. Fearfully and wonderfully adorned with a spirit nurtured as a replica of our being. A magnificent culture of beauty who have under-taken as a task, In the misconception of thousand ways to keep such aesthetics alight. Rather than lived out the beauty of our souls, Focusing on the weightier matters, are fastened on outward frivolities. Baked earth marked with easy simplicity and freedom from artificiality. Rather left a congenital appearance to be remarked, remodeled and redesigned with embellishments. Who can find a virtuous woman, for her price is far above rubies. Consider the great beauty in the heart of the Queen of many Queens. One of Esther, a fair and beautiful maid of whom the royal crown was placed upon her head. Bore and carried upon her shoulder the pains and burdens of her people, travailed much but overcame. Abigail, a woman of good understanding and a beautiful countenance with graciousness, Averted the mischief wrought by Nabal her churlish husband. Reflect on the beauty of the courage Deborah seised, serving as a judge to the Lord's people. Fought in the face of danger as Sisera was sold into her hands. Contemplate the amount of love Tabitha a woman full of good works and alms-deed possessed, That even at death her folks would rather she lived again than lay helpless to death. Ex-cogitate the excellency of the fulfillment of everlasting covenant, The lord established through a seed from the barren womb of Sarah. Ruminate over the determination of a virtuous Ruth, From a low estate Mary, blessed among all women of whose seed is the king of kings. A chew-over ambit an acquisition of a quintessential perspective.

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