Luyện nghe bài hát Alabaster Box

The room grew
As she made her way to
She stumbles through the tears made her blind
She felt such
spoke in anger
Heard whisper
no place here for her kind
Still on she
Through the shame flushed her face
Until at last, she before his feet
And though she no words
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 from Mary's box
Don't be angry if I wash his feet my tears
And I dry them with my
You weren't the night He found me
You did not feel what I
When he wrapped his love all me and
You don't know the of the oil
In my box

I forget the way life used to be
I was a prisoner to the sin had me bound
And I my days
Poured my life without
a little treasure box
I'd I'd found
Until the day when came to me
And healed my
the wonder of His touch
So now I'm back to Him
All the He's worthy of
I've been
And why
I Him so much

And I've come to
My on Him
oil from Mary's alabaster box
Don't be angry if I wash his feet with my
And dry them my hair (my hair)
You weren't there the Jesus found me
You did not feel what I
When He his loving arms around me and
You don't the cost of the oil
Oh, you don't know the cost of my
You know the cost of the oil
In my box