Alabaster Box

Alabaster Box - CeCe Winans

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Mm

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 come to pour my praise on Him