Skip to content
FreeGuitarTabs

Alabaster Box

Cece Winans
Version1
90

Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 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  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
I  spent my days pouring  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.
 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,
 my hair.
 You weren't there  the night Jesus  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
 Oh,  you don't know the cost of my praise.
You  don't know the cost of the oil
 In my Alabaster Box.

Source: Songsterr · Rights holder? Request removal.

Readable chord sheet for Alabaster Box by Cece Winans

[G2]   The room grew stil[C2]l a[G]s she made her way to Jesus
     [Cm6]/[G]                                     [G] – [Cm] – [F] – [Cm] – [G]
She stumbles through the tears that made her blind
[G2]   She felt such pain, some s[C2]pok[G]e in anger
Heard folks wh[A7]isper, there's no place [Dsus7]here for her k[D7]ind.  [D#dim7]
[Em7]    Still on she came, through the s[Bm7]hame that flushed her face
Until at [Cmaj7]last she knelt before His [F13]feet.
And t[G/D]hough she spoke no words
Everyt[D/E]hing she said was h[Em7]eard,
As she p[Am7]oured her love for the[G2] Ma[B]ster
Fr[Cmaj7]om her box of Ala[Dsus7]baster.

[C/D]    And I've come to [G2]pour my praise on H[Esus7]im like [E7]oil
           [Am7]             [D/A] – [Am7]
From Mary's Alabaster Box
Don't be [Am7]angry if I [E/G#]wash His feet with my [C/G]tears
And [D/F#]I dry the[Bm7]m with my hair  [Am7]         [C/D]
You weren't t[G]here the night He [Gaug]found me.
You did not [Cmaj7]feel what I felt
When He wrapped His [Asus7]love all a[A7]round me.
And [G/D]you don't know the cost of the [Am7]oil in my [C/D]Alabaster [G]Box. [Cm6]     [G]

[G2]I can't forget the way[C2] li[G]fe used to be.
        [Cm6]/[G]                           [G] – [Cm] – [F] – [Cm] – [G]
I was a prisoner to the sin that had me bound
[G2]I spent my days [C2]pou[G]ring my life without measure.
Into a l[A7]ittle treasure box I thought[Dsus7] I found. [D7]      [D#dim7]
[Em7]   Until the day when [Bm7]Jesus came to me
And healed my [Cmaj7]soul with the wonder of [C#dim]His touch.
So now [G/D]I'm giving back to Him all the p[D/E]raise He's worthy of.
I've been forg[Am7]iven and that's [G2]why[B] I [Cmaj7]love Him s[Dsus7]o much.

[D/E]    And I've come to [A2]pour my praise on [F#sus7]Him like oi[F#7]l
From Mary'[Bm7]s Alabaster Box [E/B]        [Bm7]
Don't be [Bm7]angry if I [F#]was[Bb]h His feet with my [D/A]tears
And [E/G#]I dry the[C#m7]m with my [F#m7]hair, [Bm7]      [D/E]
my hair.
You weren't t[A]here the night Je[Aaug]sus found me.
You did not [Dmaj7]feel what I felt
When He wrapped His [Bsus7]love all a[B7]round me.
And[A/E] you don't know the cost of the [Dm]oil[E]
Oh,[A/E] you don't know the cost of my p[Dm6]rais[E]e.
[A/E]You don't know the cost of the [Bm7]oil
In my [D/E]Alabaster [F6]Box.  [Bbmaj9]            [A2]

More songs by Cece Winans

Browse more →