a woman came to Him with an alabaster jar of expensive perfume, which she poured on His head as He reclined at the table.
So they hosted a dinner for Jesus there. Martha served, and Lazarus was among those reclining at the table with Him.
You did not anoint My head with oil, but she has anointed My feet with perfume.
When a sinful woman from that town learned that Jesus was dining there, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume.
Let your garments always be white, and never spare the oil for your head.
The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens adore you.
You went to Molech with oil and multiplied your perfumes. You have sent your envoys a great distance; you have descended
It is like fine oil on the head, running down on the beard, running down Aaron’s beard over the collar of his robes.
“Take the finest spices: 500 shekels of liquid myrrh, half that amount (250 shekels) of fragrant cinnamon, 250 shekels o
As dead flies bring a stench to the perfumer’s oil, so a little folly outweighs wisdom and honor.