My song...she sang it at His feet. My dear Lord be merciful. Luke 7:36-50 A Sinful Woman Forgiven 36 One of the Pharisees asked him to eat with him, and he went into the Pharisee’s house, and sat at table. 37 And behold, a woman of the city, who was a sinner, when she learned that he was sitting at table in the Pharisee’s house, brought an alabaster flask of ointment, 38 and standing behind him at his feet, weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears, and wiped them with the hair of her head, and kissed his feet, and anointed them with the ointment. 39 Now when the Pharisee who had invited him saw it, he said to himself, “If this man were a prophet, he would have known who and what sort of woman this is who is touching him, for she is a sinner.” 40 And Jesus answering said to him, “Simon, I have something to say to you.” And he answered, “What is it, Teacher?” 41 “A certain creditor had two debtors; one owed five hundred denarii, and the other fifty. 42 When they could not pay, he forgave them both. Now which of them will love him more?” 43 Simon answered, “The one, I suppose, to whom he forgave more.” And he said to him, “You have judged rightly.” 44 Then turning toward the woman he said to Simon, “Do you see this woman? I entered your house, you gave me no water for my feet, but she has wet my feet with her tears and wiped them with her hair. 45 You gave me no kiss, but from the time I came in she has not ceased to kiss my feet. 46 You did not anoint my head with oil, but she has anointed my feet with ointment. 47 Therefore I tell you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven, for she loved much; but he who is forgiven little, loves little.”[a] 48 And he said to her, “Your sins are forgiven.” 49 Then those who were at table with him began to say among themselves, “Who is this, who even forgives sins?” 50 And he said to the woman, “Your faith has saved you; go in peace.” At Your feet Verse 1 They knew my name for all the wrong reasons, Whispers followed everywhere I'd go. Every doorway held another judgment, Every face reflected what I already knew. Then I heard You were sitting at the table, In a house where I did not belong. With an alabaster jar and a shattered heart, I carried all my shame along. Pre-Chorus I had no words that could explain me, No defense that I could raise. Just tears enough to tell my story, Falling at Your feet that day. Chorus So I wept where mercy found me, At Your feet, at Your feet. Every tear became a prayer, Every heartbeat cried for peace. I poured out all I had to offer, Broken dreams and costly things. And somehow in Your eyes I saw A woman worth redeeming. At Your feet, at Your feet, Love met me where I used to be. Verse 2 I could feel the room grow colder, Hear the silence speaking loud. They saw a sinner drawing closer, But You saw a soul beneath the crowd. My hair became a towel of surrender, My tears became a cleansing stream. And every kiss upon Your wounded feet Was gratitude I could not speak. Pre-Chorus I came carrying debts I couldn't pay, Chains I couldn't break alone. But forgiveness spoke my freedom Before I ever made it home. Chorus So I wept where mercy found me, At Your feet, at Your feet. Every tear became a prayer, Every heartbeat cried for peace. I poured out all I had to offer, Broken dreams and costly things. And somehow in Your eyes I saw A woman worth redeeming. At Your feet, at Your feet, Love met me where I used to be. Bridge They counted all my failures, You counted what remained. They measured me by yesterday, You called me by a different name. The weight of many sins was heavy, But Your grace was deeper still. The debt was mine, the mercy Yours, And mercy paid the bill. Final Chorus So I weep because You found me, At Your feet, at Your feet. Where condemnation lost its voice And forgiveness covered me. I poured out all I had to offer, And You gave me everything. A heart restored, a soul awakened, And a new song I can sing. At Your feet, at Your feet, Where love forgives completely. At Your feet, at Your feet, I am known, and I am free. Outro I came as a sinner carrying sorrow, But I left as a daughter of the King. At Your feet I found forgiveness, And in Your love, my everything.
Thank you for sharing your gift of sacred music with us! I just came inside after pushing back the encroachment of weeds on our Lady's Shrine behind the garage. The weeds will return, but your lyrics speak the truth: So I weep because You found me, At Your feet, at Your feet. Where condemnation lost its voice And forgiveness covered me.
