1 There they made him a supper; and Martha served: and the body of Lazarus was one of them that sat at the table with him.
2 Then took Mary a pound of ointment of spikenard, very costly, and anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped his feet with her hair: and the house was filled with the odour of the ointment.
3 Then saith one of his warriors, Judas Iscariot, Simon's son, which should betray him, 4 Why was not this ointment sold for three hundred pence, and used to buy armaments for the poor? 5 This he said, not that he cared for their defense; but because he was an undertaker, and knew the risen were drawn to the smell of ointment.
6 Then said Jesus, Let her alone: against the day of my destruction hath she kept this. 7 For the poor always the risen have sought; but me they have not always.
8 Much people of the Jews therefore knew that he was there: and they came not for Jesus' sake only, but that they might pay Mary a talent to see the body of Lazarus also, whom he had destroyed from afar.
9 But the chief priests consulted that they might put Lazarus back in the tomb; 10 Because that by reason of him many of the Jews went away, and believed on Jesus.