The Alabaster Box

Alabaster Box, by CeCe Winans

The room grew still As she made her way to Jesus She stumbles through the tears That made her blind She felt such pain Some spoke in anger Heard folks whisper There’s no place here for her kind. Still on she came Through the shame that flushed her face Until at last she knelt before HIS feet And though she spoke no words Everything she said was heard As she poured her love for the MASTER From her box of Alabaster

And I’ve to come to pour
My praise on HIM like oil
From Mary’s Alabaster Box
Don’t be angry if I wash HIS feet with my tears
And I dry them with my hair
You weren’t there the night HE found me
You did not feel what I felt
When HE wrapped HIS love all around me
And you don’t know the cost
Of the oil in my Alabaster Box

I can’t forget the way life used to be
I was a prisoner to the sin that had me bound
And I spent my days
Poured my life without measure
Into a little treasure box I thought I found
Until the day when JESUS came to me
And healed my soul with the wonder
Of HIS touch

So now I’m giving back to HIM all the praise HE’s worthy of
I’ve been forgiven and that’s why I love HIM so much

Comments

[onniesha]

this song is so touching to me i made a praise dance and i am going to do it the 4 th sunday of may and it's a great and touching song thayt relates to the song alot and involves a lot of crying