The room grew still
As she made her way to Jesus
She stumbled through the tears

That make 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

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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 loving arms 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


[Chorus]