Who Compares?
But Who compares? To the mind ever moving To the voice ever loving To the smile ever beaming What of her? You ask “What of her?” I say in response […]
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But Who compares? To the mind ever moving To the voice ever loving To the smile ever beaming What of her? You ask “What of her?” I say in response […]
But Who compares?
To the mind ever moving
To the voice ever loving
To the smile ever beaming
What of her? You ask
“What of her?”
I say in response
Since she’ll never measure up
To the one I want
Brilliant indeed
Like a poem you read
Slowly, in the relief of a summer breeze
She sets me free
Well, that’s how it feels
She’s close to God
Is she real?
What of her?
Yes, she’s a beauty too
But who compares to this Angel?
Who cares for all and not just a few
Who compares, my friend
Around her, I’m no longer blue
O her dance
O her laugh
Do you think I have a chance?
Who compares?
To a woman of God
A Faith unshaken
Even when times are hard
When I see her
I hear a message of truth
I ask
Is this my lady, my Ruth?
Loyal and true
Kind and loving
A sacrament
A river ever-flowing
More than flesh
Beyond the world
She is a rarity
The most precious pearl
Delicate and clean
Deserving of honor
You see, she’s the King’s daughter
So, who compares?
To this angel
Don’t even try
It’d be to painful
She’s one of a kind….