One of the Pharisees invited him to dinner; he went to the Pharisee's house and took his place at the table.
A woman who was living an immoral life in the town had learned that Jesus was dining in the Pharisee's house, and had brought oil of myrrh in a small flask.
She took her place behind him, at his feet, weeping. His feet were wetted with her tears and she wiped them with her hair, kissing them and anointing them with myrrh.
When his host the Pharisee saw this, he said to himself: "If this fellow were a real prophet, he would know who this woman is who touches him, and what sort of woman she is, a sinner!"
Jesus took him up and said, "Simon, I have something to say to you."
"Speak on, Master!" said he.
"Two men were in debt to a money lender; one owed him five hundred silver pieces, the other fifty. As neither of them had anything to pay him with, he let them both off. Now, which will love him most?"
Simon replied, "I should think the one who was let off most."
"You are right," said Jesus. Then, turning to the woman, he said to Simon. "You see this woman? I came to your house; you provided no water for my feet; but this woman has made my feet wet with her tears, and wiped them with her hair. You gave me no kiss; but she has been kissing my feet ever since I came in. You did not anoint my head with oil; but she has anointed my feet with myrrh. And so, I tell you, her great love proves that her many sins have been forgiven; where little has been given, little love is shown." Then he said to her, "Your sins are forgiven."
The other guests began to ask themselves, "Who is this, that he can forgive sins?"
But he said to the woman, "Your faith has saved you; go in peace."