Mary of Bethany

She sat and listened, hung on every word
Despite disapproval, her heart was stirred
Life went on without her, it turned out okay
She sat in Your presence, and that’s where she would stay
She was saying I’m here for You, I’m here for You

She sat on the wet grass with tears in her eyes
Obviously mourning, her brother had died
Still in her weakness, she confessed her faith
She knew Your compassion, You could see in her face
She was saying Yes, I believe, Yes, I believe

She sat before You and gave You her heart
That’s what she was saying when she broke the jar
And it wasn’t just perfume she poured at Your feet
It was her whole life, every heartbeat
She was saying take me I’m Yours, take me I’m Yours

There’s more to the story than words on the page
Betrothed to the Master just as I am today
Total love and devotion, she committed her life
Now it’s my turn to answer with a similar sign
I’m saying I’m here for You, Yes, I believe
Take me I’m Yours, won’t You make me
Like Mary of Bethany