Aos Teus Pés

I entered, and the house was full
I looked, and there was no place for me
Full house, full table, so many people
But to worship him was all I wanted

I found a space under the table
I entered, and the alabaster jar I had, I broke
And the pure nard, that was inside, I poured out
I continued, because the hair I had, I used

And after pouring the nard at your feet
I wiped, if you want to ignore, ignore me
But I worshipped

There is no better place to be
Than at your feet
There is no better place to worship
Than at your feet

I didn't come to ask
I didn't come for what you have
I came for who you are
And if there's no place at the table to sit
I'll stay at your feet

There is no better place to be
Than at your feet
There is no better place to worship
Than at your feet

I didn't come to ask
I didn't come for what you have
I came for who you are
And if there's no place at the table to sit
I'll stay at your feet