Now it happened as they went that He entered a certain village; and a certain woman named Martha welcomed Him into her house. And she had a sister called Mary, who also sat at Jesus’ feet and heard His word. But Martha was distracted with much serving, and she approached Him and said, “Lord, do You not care that my sister has left me to serve alone? Therefore tell her to help me.”
And Jesus answered and said to her, “Martha, Martha, you are worried and troubled about many things. But one thing is needed, and Mary has chosen that good part, which will not be taken away from her.” Luke 10:38-42
Mary, Mary, what is it you see,
Kneeling down there at Jesus’ feet?
Sister, sister, what do you hear
In the presence of the One whom we hold so dear?
Glory! Glory! That’s what I see!
Eyes that love and rapture me.
Beauty, beauty everywhere
Surrounds the face of the One so fair.
Martha, Martha, rest with me;
Come, sit and lean upon His knee.
Sister, sister, let it all go!
He’s already washed us white as snow.
Can’t you hear His voice, so deep?
Soothing all fears and pouring forth peace.
Can’t you hear His Words, divine?
Inviting us to drink, to dwell, to dine.
Martha, Martha, listen and trust:
We’ve nothing to feed Him, He’s come to feed us!
Sister, sister, you’re missing His call;
Our burden is light, He’s here to carry it all.
Words of life seep into me;
They’re breaking my chains, they’re setting me free!
Words of love are thundering now,
Dispensing strength and joy and pow’r.
Martha, Martha, be still in His touch.
He sees you work hard, He knows you serve much.
Sister, sister, it’s not what He asks;
He’s given us only one small blessed task:
Seek His face, in full faith and with awe;
Drink of His beauty, meet His gaze with your all.
Soak up His love and His truth and His light
Till it overflows up and out into the night.