Luyện nghe bài hát Alabaster Box

The room still
As she made her way to
She stumbles through the tears that her blind
She felt such
Some spoke in
Heard whisper
There's no place here for her
on she came
Through the shame that flushed her
Until at last, she before his feet
And though she spoke no
Everything she said was
As she poured her for the Master
her box of alabaster

And I've to pour
My on Him
Like oil Mary's alabaster box
Don't be if I wash his feet with my tears
And I dry them with my
You weren't there the He found me
You did not feel 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
Poured my life measure
a little treasure box
I'd thought I'd
the day when Jesus came to me
And my soul
the wonder of His touch
So now I'm giving to Him
All the He's worthy of
I've been
And why
I love Him so

And I've to pour
My on Him
Like oil 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 night found me
You did not feel I felt
When He wrapped his loving arms me and
You know the cost of the oil
Oh, you don't the cost of my praise
You don't know the of the oil
In my box