Luke 7:36-50

At Your Feet -- Natalie Grant

She brought You oil, the purest gift she had

You washed her soul with her tears

Though more than a thousand years have passed

I still weep at how much that woman's just like me

And how much I want to be

At Your feet

Where I feel Your Spirit cover me

And the darkest of my sins, they are forgiven

What would You ask of me,

I'd give up everything

Just so I can be at Your feet

I know one day I will open up my eyes

To the wonders of Heaven foretold

And I'll see that glorious mansion on high

But, I'll be content just to see Your face

If I can just find my place

At Your feet

Where I feel Your Spirit cover me

And the darkest of my sins, they are forgiven

What would You ask of me,

I'd give up everything

Just so I can be at Your feet

"And behold, a woman in the city who was a sinner, when she knew that Jesus sat at the table in the Pharisee’s house, brought an alabaster flask of fragrant oil, and stood at His feet behind Him weeping; and she began to wash His feet with her tears, and wiped them with the hair of her head; and she kissed His feet and anointed them with the fragrant oil."
-- Luke 7:37-39