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Mary, therefore, took a pound of ointment of pure nard, very precious, and anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped his feet with her hair. The house was filled with the fragrance of the ointment.
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Then Judas Iscariot, Simon's son, one of his disciples, who would betray him, said,
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"Why wasn't this ointment sold for three hundred denarii, and given to the poor?"
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Now he said this, not because he cared for the poor, but because he was a thief, and having the money box, used to steal what was put into it.
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But Jesus said, "Leave her alone. She has kept this for the day of my burial.
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For you always have the poor with you, but you don't always have me."
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A large crowd therefore of the Jews learned that he was there, and they came, not for Jesus' sake only, but that they might see Lazarus also, whom he had raised from the dead.
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But the chief priests conspired to also put Lazarus to death,
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because on account of him many of the Jews went away and believed in Jesus.
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On the next day a great multitude had come to the feast. When they heard that Jesus was coming to Jerusalem,
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they took the branches of the palm trees, and went out to meet him, and cried out, "Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord, the King of Israel!"