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