Music: Michael Brandon Lake
Broken dreams, marvel at the mystery
Of grace receive a second chance
A cripple heart, cradled in my Father's arms
A brand new start to everything
I don't know what to say
What I can say is thank You
I don't have much to give
But all I have, I will waste on You
There's no place I'd rather be
And with my face upon Your feet
Grateful tears, wipe away the shameful years
Freedom song is on my lips
Resurrect me, deliver from my poverty
Rescue me and my broken heart
I don't know what to say
What I can say is thank You
I don't have much to give
But all I have, I will waste on You
There's no place I'd rather be
And with my face upon Your feet
Oh my tears, and oh my fragrance
Pour upon the feet of Jesus
Oh my tears, and oh my fragrance
Pour upon the feet of Jesus
Oh my tears, and oh my fragrance
Pour upon the feet of Jesus
Oh my tears, and oh my fragrance
Pour upon the feet of Jesus
I don't know what to say
What I can say is thank You
I don't have much to give
But all I have, I will waste on You
There's no place I'd rather be
And with my face upon Your feet
There's no place I'd rather be
And with my face upon Your feet
Upon Your feet