“Christ in the House of Simon the Pharisee” by Philippe de Champaigne, c.1656 – Public Domain
Now when Jesus was in Bethany, in the house of Simon the leper, There came unto him a woman having an alabaster box of very precious ointment, and poured it on his head, as he sat at meat. But when his disciples saw it, they had indignation, saying, To what purpose is this waste? For this ointment might have been sold for much, and given to the poor. When Jesus understood it, he said unto them, Why trouble ye the woman? for she hath wrought a good work upon me. For ye have the poor always with you; but me ye have not always. For in that she hath poured this ointment on my body, she did it for my burial. Verily I say unto you, Wheresoever this gospel shall be preached in the whole world, there shall also this, that this woman hath done, be told for a memorial of her.
Matthew 26:6-13 (KJV)
There is hope in the name of the Lord.
No matter what the tempestuous gale
Jesus is our great celestial reward.
He is our keeper behind Heaven’s veil.
He is our strength and we are adored.
An eternal love that strengthens all Saints.
A strength that is ceaselessly poured.
Poured from Holy wells without any constraint.
Such Heavenly wells that dispel all fears.
Such bounties found in our risen Lord.
Such riches seen in God for He is near.
Such Holy withness makes all our hearts soar.
Like Mary whose white alabaster jar
Poured thanks for He is our morning star.