When Jesus was in Bethany,a woman
With alabaster box of precious perfume,
She poured it on Jesus head,so done,
Disciples decried as waste,said in gloom
Could have sold for much,they did fume.
Jesus asked them not to trouble her,
You have the poor always,me not for ever,
She anointed me,as on my own burial,
This gospel shall be preached,told for ever,
In the whole world, this be her a memorial.
Yesupatham Savarimuthu
With alabaster box of precious perfume,
She poured it on Jesus head,so done,
Disciples decried as waste,said in gloom
Could have sold for much,they did fume.
Jesus asked them not to trouble her,
You have the poor always,me not for ever,
She anointed me,as on my own burial,
This gospel shall be preached,told for ever,
In the whole world, this be her a memorial.
Yesupatham Savarimuthu
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