John 12:3
One day a plain village woman,
Driven by love for her Lord,
Recklessly poured out a valuable essence,
Disregarding the scorn.
And once it was broken and spilled out,
A fragrance filled all the room,
Like a pris'ner released from his shackles,
Like a spirit set free from the tomb.
Broken and spilled out
Just for love of You, Jesus.
My most precious treasure
Lavished on You.
Broken and spilled out
And poured at Your feet -
In sweet abandon
Let me be spilled out
And used up for You.