Luyện nghe bài hát Alabaster Box

The grew still
As she made her way to
She stumbles through the that made her blind
She such pain
Some in anger
Heard folks
no place here for her kind
Still on she
Through the that flushed her face
Until at last, she knelt his feet
And though she spoke no
Everything she was heard
As she poured her for the Master
her box of alabaster

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

I can't forget the way used to be
I was a prisoner to the sin that had me
And I my days
Poured my without measure
Into a little box
I'd I'd found
Until the day Jesus came to me
And my soul
With the wonder of His
So now I'm giving to Him
All the praise worthy of
I've forgiven
And why
I Him so much

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 dry them with my (my hair)
You weren't there the night Jesus me
You did not what I felt
When He wrapped his arms around me and
You don't know the of the oil
Oh, you know the cost of my praise
You don't the cost of the oil
In my box