John Mark McMillan - Kiss Your Feet lyrics
[John Mark McMillan - Kiss Your Feet lyrics]
Between the cigarette butts on the
Side of fourteenth street
I got down on my hands and
My knees with an alabaster jar
I dreamed I'd bleed with Your praises
Just to make the world smell
Like Your grace again
I got down on my hands and my face again
And I'm crawling on the floor
Just to find You now to tell You how I feel
I'm falling all over myself
Good morning brokenness
You know you've cut me to the bone
Like one of those days in
The middle of the winter
The kind that you can't run away from
And we've been here for so long
But, I found a way to appease you
Inside this alabaster jar
And I'm crawling on the floor
Just to find You now
And to tell You how I feel
I'm falling all over myself
And all my afflictions
They're only light ones
Anyway now, anyway now
And all my afflictions
They're only light ones
Anyway now, anyway now
'Cause, I'm crawling on the floor
Just to find You now to tell You how I feel
I'm falling all over myself