
At Your Feet (Cover of ‘Visit My Island II’)
[Verse 1 – Voice 1] (Voice 1: Soft, trembling, repentant tone, perhaps a mezzo-soprano with a fragile, emotional quality) At the Pharisee’s door, I creep, A sinner stained by shame’s dark weight. My tears fall gently as I weep, Your mercy calls—I cannot wait. I kneel and wash Your feet with tears, My hair wipes dust where grace has trod. This perfume, costly, soothes my fears, I pour my soul before my God. [Chorus] (Both voices harmonize: Uplifting, heartfelt, with a hopeful swell) Lord, my heart is Yours alone, Broken, yet Your love has won. All I am, I lay down low, Your grace has made my spirit one. Forgiven much, I love You more, My song of praise forever soars. [Verse 2 – Voice 2] (Voice 2: Warm, devoted, confident tone, perhaps a soprano with a clear, worshipful quality) In Bethany’s soft evening glow, My brother lives—You broke death’s sting. What gift can match the love I owe? This nard, my heart’s own offering. I break the jar, its fragrance spills, A sacred scent to honor You. Though some may scorn, my spirit thrills, Your cross looms near—I know it’s true. [Chorus] (Both voices harmonize: Uplifting, heartfelt, with a hopeful swell) Lord, my heart is Yours alone, Broken, yet Your love has won. All I am, I lay down low, Your grace has made my spirit one. Forgiven much, I love You more, My song of praise forever soars. [Bridge] (Voice 1 leads, Voice 2 echoes softly: Intimate, reverent, building to a climax) Tears and nard, we bring our all, Two hearts, one love, before Your throne. Our offerings rise, though we are small, Your mercy claims us as Your own. [Verse 3 – Both Women voices] (Voice 1 and Voice 2 alternate lines, then join for the final two) My tears, my shame, You’ve washed away, My oil prepares Your sacrifice. Your love has turned my night to day, Your cross will lead to paradise. Together now, our voices sing, All glory to our Savior King. [Chorus] (Both voices harmonize: Full, triumphant, with emotional intensity) Lord, my heart is Yours alone, Broken, yet Your love has won. All I am, I lay down low, Your grace has made my spirit one. Forgiven much, I love You more, My song of praise forever soars. [Outro] (Both voices, soft and unified: Gentle, fading like a prayer) At Your feet, our souls are free, Your love’s our song eternally.

