At the feet of Jesus, List’ning to His word; Learning wisdom’s lesson From her loving Lord; Mary, led by heav’nly grace, Chose the meek disciple’s place. At the feet of Jesus Is the place for me, There a humble learner Would I choose to be.
At the feet of Jesus, Pouring perfume rare, Mary did her Savior For the grave prepare; And, from love the “good work” done, She her Lord’s approval won. At the feet of Jesus Is the place for me, There, in sweetest service Would I ever be.
At the feet of Jesus, In that morning hour, Loving hearts, receiving Resurrection pow’r, Haste with joy to preach the word: “Christ is risen, praise the Lord!” At the feet of Jesus, Risen now for me, I shall sing His praises Through eternity.
Sources:
The Cyber Hymnal (http://www.hymntime.com/tch/htm/a/t/f/atfeetje.htm)
