Nothing in the World (feat. Karen Curran)

A jar of perfume fine and rare
Scent of summer on an evening cool and calm
A crowd around the table, the master sitting there
As I enter with the balm

There with friends all gathered round
There, he beckons me, my master and my king
He watches as I cross the room without a sound
Here with the one thing I can bring

There is nothing in the world too much to give to Him
To the one who gave me back my life to live
There is nothing in the world that's too much for my king
Who freed my heart and taught my soul to sing

Then - I break the jar in two
Hush descending as the perfume fills the air
I take my gift and pour it, beautiful and new
Out upon his precious hair

There is nothing in the world too much to give to Him
To the one who gave me back my life to live
There is nothing in the world that's too much for my king
Who freed my heart and taught my soul to sing

Why this waste
This perfume could raise money for the poor
It's worth more than a man makes in a year
Master won't you tell her now
To get up off the floor
Such displays won't help your cause we fear

He alone knows what I've done
My gift of love is an anointing for a king
He says I'll be remembered for years and years to come
Such a rich and lovely thing

There is nothing in the world too much to give to Him
To the one who gave me back my life to live
There is nothing in the world that's too much for my king
Who freed my heart and taught my soul to sing

The poor will still surround us
When he is here no more
He says it is his burial
That I've prepared him for