Broken Jars ft. Bobby Lane Lyrics

What is our eternal reward

This gift we own but could not afford

To be purchased, found, and held as Christ's adored

To be children sat before the Good Lord

I'll break the jar of the most expense Pouring out my most prized fragrance

All I have is Yours Lord

Take it all

Come and lay down all your work and labour

Come and sit before and praise your Saviour

I'll break the jar of the most expense

Pouring out my most prized fragrance

All I have is Yours Lord

Take it all

With hands held high that I once had closed

Holding out what I value most

All I have is Yours Lord

Take it all

Come fall

At the feet

Of the King

And bring Him glory

Come fall

At the feet

Of the King

And bring Him gloryCome fall

At the feet

Of the King

And bring Him gloryCome fall

At the feet

Of the King

And bring Him glory

I'll bring Him glory

I'll break the jar of the most expense

Pouring out my most prized fragrance

All I have is Yours Lord

Take it all

With hands held high that I once had closed

Holding out what I value most

All I have is Yours Lord

Take it all

I'll fall

A the feet

Of the King

And bring Him glory

I'll fall

A the feet

Of the King

And bring Him gloryI'll fall

A the feet

Of the King

And bring Him gloryI'll fall

A the feet

Of the King

And bring Him glory

I'll bring Him glory I'll give Him glory

I'll break the jar of the most expense

Pouring out my most prized fragrance

All I have is Yours Lord

Take it all