And one of the Pharisees invited him to eat with him. And he went into the house of the Pharisee, and reclined at table.

And as he spoke, a certain Pharisee asked him to dine with him. And he went in and reclined at table.

And when the Pharisee saw it, he wondered that he had not first immersed himself before dinner.

Two men went up into the temple to pray, the one a Pharisee, and the other a publican.

The Pharisee stood and prayed thus with himself: God, I thank thee that I am not as other men, extortioners, unjust, adulterers, or even as this publican.

And, behold, a woman of the city, who was a sinner, when she knew that he reclined at table in the house of the Pharisee, brought an alabaster box of ointment,

But when the Pharisee who had invited him, saw it, he said within himself: This man, if he were a prophet, would have known who, and what sort of woman this is that touches him; for she is a sinner.