Break The Alabaster Box Of Praise Saturday, October 18, 2008 - 11:19 AM

I come before you, with my alabaster box of praise, Tears I cannot hide, they fall so freely from my face, I've come to break open, the perfume of oil inside, for My Master, I adore thee, in You alone, I hide. Trembling before You, I reach out to touch Your feet, Trembling in awe, of My Lord, and Majesty, Oh, I pour out songs of adoration, unto Thee, for My Lord, You're so deserving, of a thankful heart of praise. I want to break the chains of bondage, I want to seek more and more of You, I long for the freedom, only You can give, Living waters restore me, and I fall prostrate at Your feet, Oh King of Glory, You are all, I long to be, You, always, meet my needs. Lisa Beth Jenkins Copyright 2008 All Rights Reserved