Luyện nghe bài hát Alabaster Box

The room grew
As she her way to Jesus
She stumbles through the tears made her blind
She felt pain
Some spoke in
Heard whisper
There's no here for her kind
Still on she
Through the shame that flushed her
at last, she knelt before his feet
And though she spoke no
she said was heard
As she her love for the Master
her box of alabaster

And I've come to
My on Him
Like oil Mary's alabaster box
Don't be angry if I his feet with my tears
And I dry them with my
You weren't the night He found me
You did not what I felt
When he wrapped his love all 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 that had me
And I my days
my life without measure
Into a little box
I'd thought I'd
Until the day Jesus came to me
And healed my
With the wonder of His
So now I'm giving to Him
All the praise He's of
been forgiven
And why
I Him so much

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