Lord I’m willing.
I’m willing.
I want
to do
a beautiful thing,
for you.
I’m willing to raise eyebrows and pour perfume.
I’m willing to bow and be quiet now in this room.
I’ll even march like its Jericho. Make my love grow…
I want to do a beautiful thing, for you - Jesus.
I’m willing to take a chance and make a stand.
I’m willing to dance like David and lift my hand.
I’ll know to trust You like the Centurion knew.
I want to do a beautiful thing, for you - Jesus.
I’m willing to stay still and discover Your will.
I’m willing to jump and shout and run uphill.
I’ll climb up a tree like Zacchaeus just to see…
I want to do a beautiful thing, for you - Jesus.
Dave Davidson
While he was in Bethany, reclining at the table in the home of a man known as Simon the Leper, a woman came with an alabaster jar of very expensive perfume, made of pure nard. She broke the jar and poured the perfume on his head. Some of those present were saying indignantly to one another, "Why this waste of perfume? It could have been sold for more than a year's wages and the money given to the poor." And they rebuked her harshly. "Leave her alone," said Jesus. "Why are you bothering her? She has done a beautiful thing to me. Mark 14:3-6
