At the feet of Jesus, His dirty hem is touched
The shame too much to bear
Who would dare to reach for power?
Her healing drove her there
At the feet of Jesus, to listen and learn
The house awash with busyness
A sister stern - an open heart
Waiting on her Lord, a lesson for us all
At the feet of Jesus, oil His hair embalms
What a waste in human terms
The fragrance of forgiveness, No price
Her future secure
At the feet of Jesus, she’s looking up
Broken, bloodied, nailed
Her son
Tear stained face
a mothers love crucified
He walks with feet bronzed by fire, to heal, restore, forgive; love returned to womankind
Forever at His feet to live