Mary took a pound of ointment of spikenard, very costly, and anointed the feet of Jesus.
John 12:3
Words: Edwin P. Parker, 1888. Parker wrote this hymn to close a sermon. It was first published in The Christian Hymnal, 1889, and appeared in The Pilgrim Hymnal in 1904.
Master, no offering
Costly and sweet,
May we, like Magdalene, lay at Thy feet;
Yet may love’s incense rise,
Sweeter than sacrifice,
Dear Lord to Thee, dear Lord to Thee.
Daily our lives would show
Weakness made strong,
Toilsome and gloomy ways
Brightened by song;
Some deeds of kindness done,
Some souls by patience won,
Dear Lord to Thee, dear Lord to Thee.
Some word of hope
For hearts burdened with fears,
Some balm of peace for eyes
Blinded with tears,
Some dews of mercy shed,
Some wayward footsteps led,
Dear Lord to Thee, dear Lord to Thee.
Thus, in Thy service, Lord,
Till eventide
Closes the day of life may we abide;
And when earth’s labors cease,
Bid us depart in peace,
Dear Lord to Thee, dear Lord to Thee.