Mary took a liter of costly perfumed oil made from genuine aromatic nard and anointed the feet of Jesus and dried them with her hair; the house was filled with the fragrance of the oil.
How he swore an oath to the Lord, vowed to the Mighty One of Jacob:
Whoever would hide her hides a stormwind and cannot tell north from south.
W While the king was upon his couch, my spikenard gave forth its fragrance.
better than the fragrance of your perfumes. Your name is a flowing perfume— therefore young women love you.
How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride, How much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your perfumes than any spice!
There is need of only one thing. Mary has chosen the better part and it will not be taken from her.”
You did not anoint my head with oil, but she anointed my feet with ointment.
Mary was the one who had anointed the Lord with perfumed oil and dried his feet with her hair; it was her brother Lazarus who was ill.
When she had said this, she went and called her sister Mary secretly, saying, “The teacher is here and is asking for you.”
When Mary came to where Jesus was and saw him, she fell at his feet and said to him, “Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died.”
Nicodemus, the one who had first come to him at night, also came bringing a mixture of myrrh and aloes weighing about one hundred pounds.