She was the chosen one,
The priestess of the sun.
She lead him to the chamber of death,
She looked into his eyes,
and inside she wept,
She searched her heart for the truth,
Her name was Ruth.
Blood fell on her hands,
Tears fell from her heart,
Sometime the innocent stands,
alone in the dark,
She cried out to God,
The one God that is true,
Deliver her from all evil,
For they know not what they do,
She searched her heart for the truth,
Her name was Ruth.
Beautiful to the eyes,
No one could see what she hides,
The sacrifice.
Life's price is high.
As she watched a young man die.
Blood fell on her hands,
Tears fell from her heart,
Sometime the innocent stands,
alone in the dark,
God heard her cry.
He came to her side,
She found the truth,
Her name was Ruth.
Naomi felt God's burning flame.
She lived in God's name.
Still she felt the sharp cutting knife,
As it stole her lover's life,
She was a blessed mother in God's eyes,
As she shone the light of truth.
She was Love's living proof.
For a woman named Ruth.
She would follow her to foreign lands.
Wash the blood off he her hands,
She searched her heart until she found the truth.
The secrets of the dark,
She know longer knew.
Her heart loved.
The one God that was true,
She found glory in Love's living proof,
From her tears,
God's heart was moved.
The story of Ruth.