Mary anoints Jesus
Let me be one who loves You
Beyond all rational accounting.
Let me be one who loves You
In the hidden silence,
Or before a gaping world.
Let me be one who loves You,
Ready to pour myself out
From Your pouring into me.
Let me be one who loves You
With the same extravagant madness
With which You first loved me.
Bethany and Calvary,
Linked together in one holy dance.
You will never scoff.
Let the tears of my tenderness flow freely,
For there is no love like Yours.
Set me free to serve forever
For there is no love like Yours.
In the dark, stark Friday places
Let me whisper Hallelujah,
For there is no love like Yours.
Where the angels cannot follow
Let my human steps pursue You
For there is no love like Yours.
The Christos, the Anointed One,
Went forth to die my death.
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