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Luke 7:38 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

38 And stood at his feet behind, weeping, been to wet his feet with tears, and wiped with the hairs of her head; and she kissed his feet, and anointed with the perfumed oil.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

38 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

38 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)

38 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

38 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

38 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

38 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
25 Tagairtí Cros  

Now he shall take a little water, and will wash your feet, and rest yourselves under the tree.


And as Ezra prayed, and as he confessed, weeping and casting himself down before the house of God, there were gathered to him from Israel a very great convocation of men and women and children: for the people wept a great weeping.


For I being prepared for halting, and my pain always before me.


The sacrifices of God a spirit being broken: a heart being broken and crushed, O God, thou wilt not despise.


In all time thy garments shall be white; and ointment shall not be wanting upon thy head.


To the odor of the good ointments thy name shall be poured forth an ointment; for this, the maidens loved thee.


And thou wilt pour out for the king with oil and thou wilt increase thy perfumes, and thou wilt send thy messengers even from far off, and thou wilt be made low, even to hades.


To set to those mourning in Zion, to give to them adorning instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, the vestment of praise for the spirit of faintness; and it shall be called to them, The mighty trees of justice of the planting of Jehovah, to be honored.


In weeping will they come, and I will lead them in mercies; I will cause them to go to the streams of waters in a straight way; they shall not stumble in it: for I was to Israel for a father, and Ephraim he is my first-born.


And also now, says Jehovah, Turn back even to me with all your heart, and with fasting, and with weeping and with wailing.


And I poured out upon the house of David and upon the inhabitants of Jerusalem the spirit of grace and supplications: and they looked to me whom they pierced, and they mourned for him as mourning for the only begotten, and being embittered for him as being embittered for the first-born.


Happy they suffering: for they shall be comforted.


And Peter having come forth without wept bitterly.


Happy the hungering now: for ye shall be satisfied. Happy the weeping now: for ye shall laugh.


And, behold, a woman in the city, who was sinful, knowing that he is reclining at table in the Pharisee's house, having brought an alabaster box of perfumed oil,


And the Pharisee having called him, seeing, said within himself, This, if he were a prophet, had known who and what race of woman which had touched him: for she is sinful.


(And Mary was she having anointed the Lord with perfumed oil, and wiped his feet with her hairs, whose brother Lazarus was sick.)


Toil, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and joy to dejection.


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