MARTHA
Words and Music by Phil Morgan
CHORUS
Martha, Martha, you worry 'bout many things,
Did the bread get made, the table get laid,
And are those dishes clean.
Martha, Martha, sometimes you've got to let it go,
Just take a little lesson from Mary, child,
She knows what matters most.
Jesus came by to sit a spell and have a little bite to eat,
He was speaking His mind to the fellas around,
With Mary sitting at His feet.
Martha's in the kitchen banging pots and pans, just about ready to blow,
She's grumbling where is Mary now, just when I need her most.
Meanwhile back in the other room, Mary liked what she heard,
She loved the way this preacher talked, and hung on every word.
Martha comes storming in the room, says "Lord, I need some help,
Mary's just sitting here wasting time,
while I'm slaving all by myself."
And Jesus said...
CHORUS
I'd like to say there's not a day, that I fill Martha's shoes,
In the up and down of day to day, sometimes I get confused.
I'd love to sit by Mary's side, kneeling at Jesus' feet.
But the words He said to Martha, are hitting home to me.
Jesus said...
CHORUS
Just take a little lesson from Mary, child,
She knows what matters most.
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