Jesus Feet

His Feet

His feet, oh, those beautiful feet
That made His little face glow
When His mother tickled His tiny toes.
His feet, oh, those beautiful feet
Which at the age of twelve
Made Him stand before those educated well.
His feet, oh, those beautiful feet
That stepped into the Jordan River
And carried our souls deliverer.
His feet, oh, those beautiful feet
That stood atop a mountain high
And proclaimed the Kingdom of Heaven is nigh.
His feet, oh, those beautiful feet
That treaded across countless miles
Bringing hope, healing, happiness, and smiles.
His feet, oh, those beautiful feet
That travelled over sand, rocks, and dirt
Carrying comfort and love to all those who hurt.
His feet, oh, those beautiful feet
That gently bent a blade of grass
Are the very feet that bore the guilt of my past.
His feet, oh, those beautiful feet
That didn't run when His accusers approached
But held fast His stand in spite of every stroke.
His feet, oh, those beautiful feet
That marched up Golgotha's hill
Fulfilling God's purpose and His will.
His feet, oh, those beautiful feet
That were nailed to the cross
Just so I would not be lost.
His feet, oh, those beautiful feet
Stepped over into captivity
And lead the broken captives free.
His feet, oh, those beautiful feet
That walked out of a borrowed tomb
And through locked doors of an upper room.
His feet, oh, those beautiful feet
That crushed the curse of sin,
Will one day step on earth again,
To judge all history,
And forever reign in victory.
Oh, to sit at His feet,
Yes, those beautiful feet—
Is where I want to be
Worshipping God for all eternity.

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