Luyện nghe bài hát Alabaster Box

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

And I've come to
My on Him
Like oil from Mary's box
Don't be angry if I wash his with my tears
And I dry them my hair
You weren't there the He found me
You did not feel I felt
When he his love all around me and
You don't 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 without
Into a little 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 back to Him
All the praise worthy of
I've forgiven
And why
I love Him so

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