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CECE WINANS lyrics : "Alabaster Box Cover"

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


Refrain

And I've 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'd thought I'd 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


Refrain


And I've 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 dry them with my hair (my hair)
You weren't there the night Jesus found me

You did not feel what I felt
When He wrapped his loving arms around me and
You don't know the cost of the oil

Oh, you don't know the cost of my praise
You don't know the cost of the oil
In my alabaster box

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