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Luke 7:38 - William Tyndale New Testament

and she stood at his feet behind him weeping, and began to wash his feet, with tears, and did wipe them with the hairs of her head, and kissed his feet, and anointed them with ointment.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

and stood at his feet behind him weeping, and began to wash his feet with tears, and did wipe them with the hairs of her head, and kissed his feet, and anointed them with the ointment.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

And standing behind Him at His feet weeping, she began to wet His feet with [her] tears; and she wiped them with the hair of her head and kissed His feet [affectionately] and anointed them with the ointment (perfume).

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American Standard Version (1901)

and standing behind at his feet, weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears, and wiped them with the hair of her head, and kissed his feet, and anointed them with the ointment.

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Common English Bible

Standing behind him at his feet and crying, she began to wet his feet with her tears. She wiped them with her hair, kissed them, and poured the oil on them.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

And standing behind him, beside his feet, she began to wash his feet with tears, and she wiped them with the hair of her head, and she kissed his feet, and she anointed them with ointment.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

And standing behind at his feet, she began to wash his feet, with tears, and wiped them with the hairs of her head, and kissed his feet, and anointed them with the ointment.

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Luke 7:38
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Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.


And Peter went out, and wept bitterly.


Blessed are ye that hunger: for ye shall be satisfied. Blessed are ye that weep: for ye shall laugh.


And behold a woman in that city, which was a sinner, as soon as she knew that Iesus sat at meat in the pharyse's house, she brought an alabaster box of ointment,


¶ When the pharise which bade him to his house, saw that, he spake within himself: saying: If this man were a prophet, he would surely have known who and what manner woman this is which toucheth him, for she is a sinner.


It was that Mary which anointed Iesus with ointment, and wept his feet with her hair, whose brother Lazarus was sick,


Suffer afflictions: sorrow ye and weep. Let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.