THE LOVE THAT WASHED HIS FEET
Shecame as at supper the Lord reclined,She came with purpose sweet;Not of the host’s or servant’s kindWithheld from Him at meat;For she came to wash His feet.She watered them with tears of grief,She wiped them with her hair,She kissed them till she found reliefAnd words of pardon thereAs she knelt to wash His feet.She loved the most because she knewForgiveness so great;She loved, and nothing else could doTo prove her love completeBut to wash her Savior’s feet.No goodly laver did she own,No costly perfume bring;But hers was the truest service shownWhose faith the world will singAs the love which washed His feet.O sinner, the Savior’s present stillBeside Compassion’s seatTo pardon whosoever willThe woman’s trust repeatAnd kiss the Savior’s feet!Let contrite tears be mercy’s pleaAnd love its passion pressUpon the feet of ministryThat came to save and blessThe hands which clasp His feet!
Shecame as at supper the Lord reclined,She came with purpose sweet;Not of the host’s or servant’s kindWithheld from Him at meat;For she came to wash His feet.She watered them with tears of grief,She wiped them with her hair,She kissed them till she found reliefAnd words of pardon thereAs she knelt to wash His feet.She loved the most because she knewForgiveness so great;She loved, and nothing else could doTo prove her love completeBut to wash her Savior’s feet.No goodly laver did she own,No costly perfume bring;But hers was the truest service shownWhose faith the world will singAs the love which washed His feet.O sinner, the Savior’s present stillBeside Compassion’s seatTo pardon whosoever willThe woman’s trust repeatAnd kiss the Savior’s feet!Let contrite tears be mercy’s pleaAnd love its passion pressUpon the feet of ministryThat came to save and blessThe hands which clasp His feet!
Shecame as at supper the Lord reclined,She came with purpose sweet;Not of the host’s or servant’s kindWithheld from Him at meat;For she came to wash His feet.She watered them with tears of grief,She wiped them with her hair,She kissed them till she found reliefAnd words of pardon thereAs she knelt to wash His feet.
Shecame as at supper the Lord reclined,
She came with purpose sweet;
Not of the host’s or servant’s kind
Withheld from Him at meat;
For she came to wash His feet.
She watered them with tears of grief,
She wiped them with her hair,
She kissed them till she found relief
And words of pardon there
As she knelt to wash His feet.
She loved the most because she knewForgiveness so great;She loved, and nothing else could doTo prove her love completeBut to wash her Savior’s feet.No goodly laver did she own,No costly perfume bring;But hers was the truest service shownWhose faith the world will singAs the love which washed His feet.
She loved the most because she knew
Forgiveness so great;
She loved, and nothing else could do
To prove her love complete
But to wash her Savior’s feet.
No goodly laver did she own,
No costly perfume bring;
But hers was the truest service shown
Whose faith the world will sing
As the love which washed His feet.
O sinner, the Savior’s present stillBeside Compassion’s seatTo pardon whosoever willThe woman’s trust repeatAnd kiss the Savior’s feet!Let contrite tears be mercy’s pleaAnd love its passion pressUpon the feet of ministryThat came to save and blessThe hands which clasp His feet!
O sinner, the Savior’s present still
Beside Compassion’s seat
To pardon whosoever will
The woman’s trust repeat
And kiss the Savior’s feet!
Let contrite tears be mercy’s plea
And love its passion press
Upon the feet of ministry
That came to save and bless
The hands which clasp His feet!