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John 11:2 - Tree of Life Version

2 This was the same Miriam who anointed the Master with perfume and wiped His feet with her hair. It was her brother Lazarus who was sick.

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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  

And while Yeshua was in Bethany at the house of Simon ha-Metzora, reclining at the table, a woman came with an alabaster jar of very expensive oil of pure nard. Breaking open the jar, she poured it over His head.


When the Lord saw her, He felt compassion for her and said, “Don’t cry.”


John sent them to the Lord, saying, “Are you the One who is to come, or should we look for another?”


Martha said to Yeshua, “Master, if You had been here, my brother wouldn’t have died!


So the sisters sent a word to Yeshua, saying, “Master, the one you love is sick!”


So when Miriam came to where Yeshua was, she saw Him and fell at His feet, saying to Him, “Master, if You had been here, my brother would not have died!”


Then Miriam took a pound of very expensive oil of pure nard and anointed Yeshua’s feet, and she wiped His feet dry with her hair. Now the house was filled with the fragrance of the oil.


You call Me ‘Teacher’ and ‘Master’—and rightly you say, for I am.


So if I, your Master and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also ought to wash each other’s feet.


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