Biografía:
Priscilla Marie Winans Love (born October 8, 1964 in Detroit, Michigan, U.S., and is known professionally as CeCe Winans), is an American Gospel singer and winner of numerous Grammy Awards and Stellar Awards.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Verse 1]
G2 C2/G
The room grew still as she made her way to Jesus
Cm6/G G – Cm – F – Cm – G
She stumbles through the tears that made her blind
G2 C2/G
She felt such pain, some spoke in anger
A7 Dsus7 D7 D#dim7
Heard folks whisper, there's no place here for her kind.
Em7 Bm7
Still on she came, through the shame that flushed her face
Cmaj7 F13
Until at last she knelt before His feet.
G/D
And though she spoke no words
D/E Em7
Everything she said was heard,
Am7 G2/B
As she poured her love for the Master
Cmaj7 Dsus7
From her box of Alabaster.
[Chorus]
C/D G2 Esus7 E7
And I've come to pour my praise on Him like oil
Am7 D/A – Am7
From Mary's Alabaster Box
Am7 E/G# C/G
Don't be angry if I wash His feet with my tears
D/F# Bm7 Am7 C/D
And I dry them with my hair
G Gaug
You weren't there the night He found me.
Cmaj7
You did not feel what I felt
Asus7 A7
When He wrapped His love all around me.
G/D Am7 C/D G Cm6/G
And you don't know the cost of the oil in my Alabaster Box.
[Verse 2]
G2 C2/G
I can't forget the way life used to be.
Cm6/G G – Cm – F – Cm – G
I was a prisoner to the sin that had me bound
G2 C2/G
I spent my days pouring my life without measure.
A7 Dsus7 D7 D#dim7
Into a little treasure box I thought I found.
Em7 Bm7
Until the day when Jesus came to me
Cmaj7 C#dim
And healed my soul with the wonder of His touch.
G/D D/E
So now I'm giving back to Him all the praise He's worthy of.
Am7 G2/B Cmaj7 Dsus7
I've been forgiven and that's why I love Him so much.
[Chorus 2]
D/E A2 F#sus7 F#7
And I've come to pour my praise on Him like oil
Bm7 E/B Bm7
From Mary's Alabaster Box
Bm7 F#/A# D/A
Don't be angry if I wash His feet with my tears
E/G# C#m7 F#m7 Bm7 D/E
And I dry them with my hair, …my hair.
A Aaug
You weren't there the night Jesus found me.
Dmaj7
You did not feel what I felt
Bsus7 B7
When He wrapped His love all around me.
A/E Dm/E
And you don't know the cost of the oil
A/E Dm6/E
Oh, you don't know the cost of my praise.
A/E Bm7
You don't know the cost of the oil
D/E F6 Bbmaj9 A2
In my Alabaster Box.
If you'd like an easier to read tab, just email me at [email protected].
http://www.cecewinans.com/
G2 C2/G
The room grew still as she made her way to Jesus
Cm6/G G – Cm – F – Cm – G
She stumbles through the tears that made her blind
G2 C2/G
She felt such pain, some spoke in anger
A7 Dsus7 D7 D#dim7
Heard folks whisper, there's no place here for her kind.
Em7 Bm7
Still on she came, through the shame that flushed her face
Cmaj7 F13
Until at last she knelt before His feet.
G/D
And though she spoke no words
D/E Em7
Everything she said was heard,
Am7 G2/B
As she poured her love for the Master
Cmaj7 Dsus7
From her box of Alabaster.
[Chorus]
C/D G2 Esus7 E7
And I've come to pour my praise on Him like oil
Am7 D/A – Am7
From Mary's Alabaster Box
Am7 E/G# C/G
Don't be angry if I wash His feet with my tears
D/F# Bm7 Am7 C/D
And I dry them with my hair
G Gaug
You weren't there the night He found me.
Cmaj7
You did not feel what I felt
Asus7 A7
When He wrapped His love all around me.
G/D Am7 C/D G Cm6/G
And you don't know the cost of the oil in my Alabaster Box.
[Verse 2]
G2 C2/G
I can't forget the way life used to be.
Cm6/G G – Cm – F – Cm – G
I was a prisoner to the sin that had me bound
G2 C2/G
I spent my days pouring my life without measure.
A7 Dsus7 D7 D#dim7
Into a little treasure box I thought I found.
Em7 Bm7
Until the day when Jesus came to me
Cmaj7 C#dim
And healed my soul with the wonder of His touch.
G/D D/E
So now I'm giving back to Him all the praise He's worthy of.
Am7 G2/B Cmaj7 Dsus7
I've been forgiven and that's why I love Him so much.
[Chorus 2]
D/E A2 F#sus7 F#7
And I've come to pour my praise on Him like oil
Bm7 E/B Bm7
From Mary's Alabaster Box
Bm7 F#/A# D/A
Don't be angry if I wash His feet with my tears
E/G# C#m7 F#m7 Bm7 D/E
And I dry them with my hair, …my hair.
A Aaug
You weren't there the night Jesus found me.
Dmaj7
You did not feel what I felt
Bsus7 B7
When He wrapped His love all around me.
A/E Dm/E
And you don't know the cost of the oil
A/E Dm6/E
Oh, you don't know the cost of my praise.
A/E Bm7
You don't know the cost of the oil
D/E F6 Bbmaj9 A2
In my Alabaster Box.
If you'd like an easier to read tab, just email me at [email protected].
http://www.cecewinans.com/
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