alabaster box

Alabaster Box titel på en sång som jag spelar från YouTube där en härlig kvinna vid namn Lillie McCloud i X Factor i USA. Hittade texten till låten och ger er den här har lagt länken på Twitter -se den och ni kommer att höra något otroligt vackert och rörande.

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

september var

En underbart fin höstmånad, kommer faktiskt inte ihåg när det var en höst som var så fin sist. Solen, mycket lite vind, doftat gott och alla härliga färger som hösten bjuder på. Ja det har varit bra vädermässigt.

Annars har september varit en månad jag väljer att lägga i lådan den är över och jag kan inte göra något annorlunda men jag kan ta med mig det som varit bra för att gå vidare och möta oktober. So far so good…

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