Oh thou virtuous woman,

Blessed is the womb that begets thee,

Proud is the breast that feed thee,

The Woman that nurtured thee, Nations shall her blessed.

Thou art a Virtuous Woman,

Thy worth is Far above Rubies,

Thou art precious & Valuable than Gold & Silver,

Thou art expensive than costly ornaments.

Thou art a Majesty Woman,

Thy Clothing is Honor & Humility,

In thy Right hand is integrity,

In thy left hand is Prudence.

Pride & Arrogance are far from thee,

Hatred, wickedness & evil thou desist,

Thou shun & avoid dishonest schemes,

Thou thread not the crooked & perversed path.

Thou art compassionate & kind

Thou seek for wisdom & understanding,

Thou work to attain Excellency & success,

And thou art diligent & passionate with the work of thy hands.

Many daughters have done well, but you Excel them all,

Charm is deceitful,

And beauty fades,

But the beauty of a woman that never fades is her virtuous attitude.

Give her of the fruits of her hands,

And let her own works praise her in the gates,

For she has proven her worth,

A Virtuous Woman she is.