Touching Him

A woman came to Simon's house
She knew the Lord was there
And when she walked into the room
She was greeted by the stares
She surely must have shocked a few
Of the people gathered there
As with tear-filled eyes and trembling hands
She took down her long dark hair
And from an alabaster vessel
Precious ointment filled her hand
And as she wept, she kissed His feet
And began anointing them

With her hands
She was touching Him
The Alpha, the Omega
The Beginning and the End
And with her hands
She was holding onto His
And the source of life
Was right there in her hands

Now Simon said within his heart
Lord, if You only knew
The kind of woman
That's touching You
But Jesus knew about her past
He knew about the sin
Yet He saw in her a repentant heart
That had come to worship Him

With her hands
She was touching Him
The Alpha, the Omega
The Beginning and the End
And with her hands
She was holding onto His
And the source of life
Was right there in her hands

Now tell me why do we gather
Together in His name
Are we like the ones who merely watched
Tell me, is that why we came
Or are we like this sister
Do we truly enter in
In spirit and in truth
Have you come to worship Him

And with your hands
Are you touching Him
And with your heart
Are you loving Him
And with your hands
Are you holding onto His
Then the source of life
Is right there in your hands

With your hands
Are you touching Him
The Alpha, the Omega
The Beginning and the End
And with your hands
Are you holding onto His
Then the source of life
Is right there in your hands