God's love writes stories the world
Will never understand

I was just another soul among the silent fields of corn
But when He saw me, time forgot to move
There, a love was born that even
Heaven dared not deny

In the fields of Moab, your gaze found the light
Among wheat and whispers, heaven held me tight
I saw you in silence, guarding the grain
And right there in stillness, love spoke my name

You offered me more than just a place to stay
You gave me a promise in the light of day
And I, so small, with nothing but grace
Knew love was the echo of Yahweh's face

God aligned our steps in sacred soil
Turned harvest to heaven with holy toil
Boaz and Ruth, prophecy and flame
A love engraved in the savior's name

It wasn't luck, it was destiny
Where you go, I will go
Where you rest, I will rest
Your land is now mine
Your sorrow, too
In foreign fields, I found my home

Our love was not born of fortune or fear
It was sown by the Lord when the skies were clear
From emptiness bloomed a new melody
Where silence became divine poetry

Now we sow promises, mercy, and rain
With hearts turned to God, through joy and through pain
I walk beside you, sowing redemption
Boaz and Ruth, a holy connection

And in the end, it was only the
Beginning God already wrote