(Luke 10:42, 23:34; Mark 14:3-9; John 12:1-8
Wisdom 3; Revelation 5:12)
You have come to the table of my soul.
Thank you, O Lord, for the mercy you’ve shown.
What you took you have given back to me.
So I pour out the oil of my dreams.
As the tears start to fall, I am bathing your feet,
Filling this house with the fragrance of your peace.
I bow down to the ground.
My hair spills all around.
I am kissing your feet.
I am wiping them dry because I believe that
You deserve to receive all of my love.
Anything less, Lord, would not be enough.
I’ll lavish you, Lord, with all I have received.
I’ll spend my whole life to anoint you as King.
They say, “Why are you wasting this gift?
Just think of the good you’d have done if you sold it
To serve all the poor souls in this world.”
Father forgive them, for they know not what they say.
Worthy are you, Lamb of God, who was slain,
To receive power, riches, wisdom and strength.
I fall down at your throne,
Longing for you alone.
Singing, “Holy, Holy!”
God should be given all of the glory.
Now, Lord, I sit at your feet.
You say the better part’s given to me
By your love, by your generosity.
She’s done a good thing for me.
My time on earth is but a blink of eternity.
But the souls of the just shall live forever in peace.
They’ll remember this story.
You will be given a crown of glory,
In memory of what you’ve done,
The story will go on and on.
Music and lyrics written by Danielle Rose, June 2007. Copyright © 2009 Danielle Rose Skorich, published by World Library Publications, www.wlpmusic.com. 3708 River Rd, Suite 400, Franklin Park, IL 60131-2158. All rights reserved.