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John 11:2 - New International Version (Anglicised)

2 (This Mary, whose brother Lazarus now lay ill, was the same one who poured perfume on the Lord and wiped his feet with her hair.)

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

2 (It was that Mary which anointed the Lord with ointment, and wiped his feet with her hair, whose brother Lazarus was sick.)

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 This Mary was the one who anointed the Lord with perfume and wiped His feet with her hair. It was her brother Lazarus who was [now] sick.

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 And it was that Mary who anointed the Lord with ointment, and wiped his feet with her hair, whose brother Lazarus was sick.

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Common English Bible

2 This was the Mary who anointed the Lord with fragrant oil and wiped his feet with her hair. Her brother Lazarus was ill.)

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Catholic Public Domain Version

2 And Mary was the one who anointed the Lord with ointment and wiped his feet with her hair; her brother Lazarus was sick.

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John 11:2
11 Tagairtí Cros  

While he was in Bethany, reclining at the table in the home of Simon the Leper, a woman came with an alabaster jar of very expensive perfume, made of pure nard. She broke the jar and poured the perfume on his head.


When the Lord saw her, his heart went out to her and he said, ‘Don’t cry.’


he sent them to the Lord to ask, ‘Are you the one who is to come, or should we expect someone else?’


‘Lord,’ Martha said to Jesus, ‘if you had been here, my brother would not have died.


So the sisters sent word to Jesus, ‘Lord, the one you love is ill.’


When Mary reached the place where Jesus was and saw him, she fell at his feet and said, ‘Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died.’


Then Mary took about half a litre of pure nard, an expensive perfume; she poured it on Jesus’ feet and wiped his feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume.


‘You call me “Teacher” and “Lord”, and rightly so, for that is what I am.


Now that I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also should wash one another’s feet.


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