Unveiling the Timeless Beauty of CeCe Winans’ “Alabaster Box”
CeCe Winans, the celebrated American gospel singer, unveiled a timeless gem with her soul-stirring song “Alabaster Box.” Originally released as part of her album of the same name in 1999, this song continues to captivate hearts and minds with its poignant lyrics and powerful melody. Winans, known for her exceptional vocal prowess and unwavering faith, delivers a performance that resonates deeply with listeners, transcending boundaries of genre and culture.
“Alabaster Box” narrates the biblical story of a woman who pours expensive perfume on Jesus’ feet as an act of worship and repentance. Winans’ emotive delivery brings this narrative to life, inviting listeners to reflect on the depth of their own faith and devotion. The song’s rich symbolism, coupled with its haunting melody, creates an atmosphere of reverence and spiritual introspection that leaves a lasting impact on all who hear it.
Having garnered widespread acclaim since its release, “Alabaster Box” stands as a testament to CeCe Winans’ enduring influence in the realm of gospel music. Its message of unconditional love and sacrificial worship continues to resonate with audiences worldwide, making it a cherished favorite among believers and music enthusiasts alike. As we journey through life’s ups and downs, Winans’ timeless masterpiece serves as a reminder of the power of faith and the beauty of heartfelt devotion.
Video: Cece Winans – Alabaster Box
Lyrics: Cece Winans – Alabaster Box
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 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’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
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
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