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1
Let me stand behind You, Lord. Let me wash Your feet with my tears. Let me wipe them with my hair. Let me kiss them and anoint them With the ointment.
DLet
me stand
be
G
hind
You,
D
Lord.
Let me wash Your
G
feet
with my
D
tears.
Let me
A
wipe
them with my
Bm
hair.
Let me
E
kiss
E-E7
them
and
a
A
noint
them
With the
Doint
G-D
ment.
I love You! Jesus, I love You! May I waste my all and life on You. Let me pour the ointment pure On Your head and on Your feet, On You, most precious One Because I love You.
DI
G
love
You!
Jesus, I
D
love
You!
May I waste my all and
Bm
life
on
E7-A7
You.
Let me
D
pour
the ointment
Bm
pure
On Your
G
head
and on Your feet,
On You, most
D
precious
D-Bm
One
Be
Em
cause
A7
I
love
D-G-D
You.
2
Let me take a pound of ointment pure Of great value to anoint Your feet And wipe them with my hair That the house be filled with the fragrance Of the ointment.
Let me take a pound of ointment pure
Of great value to anoint Your feet
And wipe them with my hair
That the house be filled with the fragrance
Of the ointment.
DLet
me take a
G
pound
of
D
ointment
pure
Of great value
G
to
anoint
D
Your
feet
And wipe
A
them
with my hair
That the
E
house
E-E7
be
filled with
A
the
fragrance
Of the
D G-D
ointment.
I love You! Jesus, I love You! May I waste my all and life on You. Let me pour the ointment pure On Your head and on Your feet, On You, most precious One Because I love You.
I love You!
Jesus, I love You!
May I waste my all and life on You.
Let me pour the ointment pure
On Your head and on Your feet,
On You, most precious One
Because I love You.
DI
G
love
You!
Jesus, I
D
love
You!
May I waste my all and
Bm
life
on
E7-A7
You.
Let me
D
pour
the ointment
Bm
pure
On Your
G
head
and on Your feet,
On You, most
D
precious
D-Bm
One
EmBecause
A7
I
love
D-G-D
You.
3
Lord, they said if You were a prophet, You should know who and what I am. I’m a sinner that toucheth You, A woman not worthy to anoint You.
Lord, they said if You were a prophet,
You should know who and what I am.
I'm a sinner that toucheth You,
A woman not worthy to anoint You.
DLord,
they said if
G
You
were
D
a
prophet,
You should know who
G
and
what I
D
am.
I'm a
A
sinner
that
Bm
toucheth
You,
A
E
woman
E-E7
not
worthy
A
to
anoint You.
But I love You! Jesus, I love You! You forgave me the most now I love You, Lord, the most. Let me pour the ointment pure On Your head and on Your feet, On You, most precious One, Because You love me.
But I love You!
Jesus, I love You!
You forgave me the most
now I love You, Lord, the most.
Let me pour the ointment pure
On Your head and on Your feet,
On You, most precious One,
Because You love me.
DBut
G
I
love You!
Jesus, I
D
love
You!
You forgave me the most
now I
D
love
You, Lord, the
Bm
most.
Let me
G
pour
the ointment pure
On Your head
D
and
on
D-Bm
Your
feet,
On
Em
You,
A7
most
D-G-D
precious
One,
Because You love me.
4
Let my love from my being wash Your feet And my glory without wipe them too Let me kiss them where the nails would pierce. All my love, Lord, and glory I’ll waste on You.
Let my love from my being wash Your feet
And my glory without wipe them too
Let me kiss them where the nails would pierce.
All my love, Lord, and glory I'll waste on You.
DLet
my love from
G
my
D
being
wash Your feet
And my glory
G
without
wipe
D
them
too
Let me
A
kiss
them where the
Bm
nails
would pierce.
All my
E
love,
E-E7
Lord,
and
A
glory
I'll waste on You.
I love You! Jesus, I love You! All my glory and love I pour and waste on You. Receive my ointment, Lord. It’s all I have, dear Lord. For You, most precious One, Because I love You.
I sort of saw something new when listening reading the lyrics. It begins with "Let me stand" then the next line is "let me wash your feet." There's a paradox here: standing and washing feet. How can one stand and wash another's feet at the same time?
I don't know, but when musing over this I just had the sentiment that the real standing must be when we are in a lowly before the Lord loving Him in faith and wasting all our self glory (hair) on Him. It is only when I give myself to the Lord do I sense I have the real standing.
A woman not worthy to anoint You, but receive my ointment, Lord! May I pour And waste my all, my life, my love, and my glory on You... because I love You, most precious One!