Song 8:8 |Little Sister

We have a little sister, 
A daughter of our mother,
And she hath no breasts.
Her beauty is eternal,
Yet men look on the outward appearance.
What shall we do for our sister,
A joint heir with us,
To comfort her as she waits?
In the day when she shall be spoken for?

Published by David B. Smith

Author, podcaster, pastor, and Big Pappa to my grandchildren.

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