Luyện nghe bài hát Alabaster Box

The grew still
As she her way to Jesus
She stumbles through the tears made her blind
She felt such
spoke in anger
Heard folks
There's no here for her kind
Still on she
Through the shame flushed her face
Until at last, she knelt his feet
And though she spoke no
she said was heard
As she poured her for the Master
From her box of

And I've come to
My on Him
Like oil from alabaster box
Don't be angry if I wash his feet my tears
And I dry with my hair
You there the night He found me
You did not feel what I
he wrapped his love all around me and
You know the cost of the oil
In my box

I can't forget the way life to be
I was a prisoner to the sin had me bound
And I spent my
Poured my life measure
a little treasure box
I'd thought I'd
Until the day Jesus came to me
And my soul
With the of His touch
So now I'm giving to Him
All the praise worthy of
I've forgiven
And why
I love Him so

And I've to pour
My on Him
oil from Mary's alabaster box
Don't be if I wash his feet with my tears
And dry with my hair (my hair)
You weren't the night Jesus found me
You did not what I felt
When He wrapped his loving around me and
You don't know the of the oil
Oh, you don't know the of my praise
You don't know the of the oil
In my box