(This Mary was the one who poured the perfume on the Lord's feet and wiped them with her hair; it was her brother Lazarus who was sick.)

After Martha said this, she went back and called her sister Mary privately. "The Teacher is here," she told her, "and is asking for you."

Mary arrived where Jesus was, and as soon as she saw him, she fell at his feet. "Lord," she said, "if you had been here, my brother would not have died!"

Jesus was in Bethany at the house of Simon, a man who had suffered from a dreaded skin disease.

While Jesus was eating, a woman came to him with an alabaster jar filled with an expensive perfume, which she poured on his head.

"This perfume could have been sold for a large amount and the money given to the poor!"

You will always have poor people with you, but you will not always have me.

Now, I assure you that wherever this gospel is preached all over the world, what she has done will be told in memory of her."

Jesus was in Bethany at the house of Simon, a man who had suffered from a dreaded skin disease. While Jesus was eating, a woman came in with an alabaster jar full of a very expensive perfume made of pure nard. She broke the jar and poured the perfume on Jesus' head.

It could have been sold for more than three hundred silver coins and the money given to the poor!" And they criticized her harshly.

You will always have poor people with you, and any time you want to, you can help them. But you will not always have me.

Now, I assure you that wherever the gospel is preached all over the world, what she has done will be told in memory of her."

As Jesus and his disciples went on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha welcomed him in her home.

She had a sister named Mary, who sat down at the feet of the Lord and listened to his teaching.

Remember, LORD, what he promised, the vow he made to you, the Mighty God of Jacob:

My king was lying on his couch, and my perfume filled the air with fragrance.

Your love delights me, my sweetheart and bride. Your love is better than wine; your perfume more fragrant than any spice.

there the plants flourish. They grow like an orchard of pomegranate trees and bear the finest fruits. There is no lack of henna and nard,

of saffron, calamus, and cinnamon, or incense of every kind. Myrrh and aloes grow there with all the most fragrant perfumes.

Jesus was in Bethany at the house of Simon, a man who had suffered from a dreaded skin disease. While Jesus was eating, a woman came in with an alabaster jar full of a very expensive perfume made of pure nard. She broke the jar and poured the perfume on Jesus' head.

In that town was a woman who lived a sinful life. She heard that Jesus was eating in the Pharisee's house, so she brought an alabaster jar full of perfume

and stood behind Jesus, by his feet, crying and wetting his feet with her tears. Then she dried his feet with her hair, kissed them, and poured the perfume on them.

You provided no olive oil for my head, but she has covered my feet with perfume.

There is a fragrance about you; the sound of your name recalls it. No woman could keep from loving you.