A prostitute wept at Your feet Jesus
Why did she cry and kiss Your feet Jesus
A dying thief said: ‘Remember me Jesus’
How did he know You were his King Jesus

You had no majesty or any beauty Jesus
Why did she honour You, what did he see in You Jesus

She saw that You were love
He knew that You were God
I see that You are love
I know that You’re my God
Jesus, Jesus, my king, Jesus

Written by: Andy Young

2010 Vineyard Songs (UK/Eire)

Added: 2010-12-09