Luke 10:40
But Martha made hirself moch to do, for to serue him. And she stepte vnto him, and sayde: LORDE, carest thou not, that my sister letteth me serue alone? Byd her therfore, that she helpe me.
But Martha made hirself moch to do, for to serue him. And she stepte vnto him, and sayde: LORDE, carest thou not, that my sister letteth me serue alone? Byd her therfore, that she helpe me.
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41But Iesus answered, and sayde vnto her: Martha Martha, thou takest thought, and combrest thy self aboute many thinges:
42there is but one thinge nedefull. Mary hath chosen a good parte, which shal not be taken awaye from her.
37He sayde: He that shewed mercy vpon him Then sayde Iesus vnto him: Go thy waye then, and do thou likewyse.
38It fortuned as they wete, that he entred in to a towne, where there was a woman named Martha, which receaued him in to hir house.
39And she had a sister, called Mary, which sat hir downe at Iesus fete, and herkened vnto his worde.
19And many of the Iewes were come to Martha & Mary, to coforte the ouer their brother.
20Now wha Martha herde yt Iesus came, she wete to mete him. But Mary satt styl at home.
21The sayde Martha vnto Iesus: LORDE, yf thou haddest bene here, my brother had not bene deed.
22But neuertheles I knowe also, what soeuer thou axest of God, that God wyl geue it the.
23Iesus sayde vnto her: Thy brother shal ryse agayne.
24Martha sayde vnto hi: I knowe, yt he shal ryse agayne in the resurreccion at ye last daye.
28And wha she had sayde this, she wete hir waye, & called Mary hir sister secretly, & saide: The maister is come, & calleth for the.
29She whan she herde that, rose vp quyckly, and came vnto him:
30For Iesus was not yet come in to ye towne, but was yet in the place, where Martha met him.
31The Iewes that were wt her in the house and comforted her, whan they sawe Mary, that she rose vp haistely, & wente out, they folowed her, & saide: She goeth to the graue, to wepe there.
32Now wha Mary came where Iesus was & sawe him, she fell downe at his fete, & sayde vnto hi: LORDE, yf thou haddest bene here, my brother had not bene deed.
33Wha Iesus sawe her wepe, & the Iewes wepinge also yt came wt her, he groned in the sprete, & was sory wt in himself,
2There they made him a supper, and Martha serued. But Lazarus was one of them, that sat at the table with him.
3Then toke Mary a pounde of oyntment of pure and costly Nardus, and anoynted Iesus fete, & dryed his fete with hir heer. The house was full of the sauoure of the oyntment.
5This oyntment might haue bene solde for more then thre hundreth pens, & bene geue to ye poore. And they grudged agaynst her.
6But Iesus sayde: let her be in rest. Why trouble ye her? She hath done a good worke vpo me.
7Ye haue allwaye the poore with you, and wha so euer ye wil, ye maye do the good: but me haue ye not allwaie.
8She hath done what she coulde, she is come before, to anoynte my body for my buriall.
1There laye one sicke, named Lazarus of Bethania, in ye towne of Mary & hir sister Martha.
2It was yt Mary which anoynted ye LORDE wt oyntment, & dryed his fete wt hir heer, whose brother Lazarus laye sicke.)
3The sent his sisters vnto hi, & sayde: LORDE, beholde, he who thou louest lyeth sicke.
5Iesus loued Martha & hir sister, & Lazarus.
10Whe Iesus perceaued that, he sayde vnto them: Why trouble ye the woman? She hath wrought a good worke vpon me
7Then sayde Iesus: Let her alone, this hath she kepte agaynst the daye of my buryenge.
39Iesus saide: Take awaye ye stone. Martha the sister of him yt was deed, saide vnto hi: LORDE, he stynketh allready, for he hath bene deed foure dayes.
40Iesus sayde vnto her: Sayde I not vnto the, that yf thou dyddest beleue, thou shuldest se the glory of God?
25Notwithstondinge she came & fell downe before him, & sayde: LORDE, helpe me.
36He sayde vnto the: What desyre ye that I shal do to you?
23And he answered her neuer a worde. The came his disciples vnto him, & besought him, sayege: Sede her awaye, for she crieth after us.
7Which of you is it, that hath a seruaunt (which ploweth, or fedeth the catell) wha he commeth home from ye felde, that he wil saye vnto him: Go quyckly, and syt the downe to meate?
8Is it not thus? that he sayeth vnto him: Make ready, that I maye suppe, gyrde vp thyself, and serue me, tyll I haue eaten and dronken, afterwarde shalt thou eate and drynke also.
31And he sayde vnto them: Let vs go out of the waye in to the wyldernes, and rest a litle. For there were many comers and goers, and they had not tyme ynough to eate.
13No seruaunt can serue two masters: for either he shal hate the one, and loue ye other: or els he shal leane to the one, and despyse the other. Ye can not serue God and Mammon.
13But one of the people sayde vnto him: Master, byd my brother deuyde the enheritaunce with me.
4Iesus sayde vnto her: Woma, what haue I to do wt the? Myne houre is not yet come.
16Iesus sayde vnto her: Mary. Then turned she her aboute, & sayde vnto him: Rabboni, yt is to saye: Master.
22And the seruaut sayde: lorde, it is done as thou hast comaunded, and there is yet more rowme.
27For which is the greatest? he that sytteth at the table, or he that serueth? Is not he that sytteth at the table? But I am amoge you as a mynister.
24No ma can serue two masters. For ether he shall hate the one and loue the other: or els he shall leane to the one, and despise the other: Ye can not serue God and mammon.
41which had folowed him wha he was in Galile, and mynistred vnto hi: & many other yt wete vp wt hi to Ierusalem.
6for a frende of myne is come to me out of the waye, and I haue nothinge to set before him:
43Whan he had sayde this, he cryed loude: Lazarus come forth.
28Then sayde Peter vnto him: Beholde, we haue forsaken all, and folowed the.
10And at home his disciples axed him agayne of ye same.
44And he turned him to the woman, and sayde vnto Symo: Seist thou this woma? I am come in to thine house, thou hast geue me no water vnto my fete, but she hath watred my fete with teares, and dryed the wt the hayres of hir heade: