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In Bethlehem, Ruth's heart was stirred,
To seek a future, undeterred,
She went to Boaz, the man of might,
With hope and trust, she took her flight.
Upon the threshing floor, she lay,
Beside the winnowed grain that day,
Boaz, awoke to find her there,
Her humble request, a fervent prayer.
He praised her faith, her noble heart,
Her actions, a work of precious art,
He vowed to do what must be done,
To make Ruth his, the chosen one.
With patience, Ruth awaited morn,
Her heart with hope, no longer torn,
Boaz fulfilled his promise true,
Their love, a bond that nothing could undo.
In Ruth Chapter 3, a tale of fate,
A love that conquered any weight,
On the threshing floor, their story told,
Of faith, devotion, brave and bold.