It happened, when
Jesus returned, that the multitude welcomed him, for they were all waiting
for him. Behold, there
came a man named Jairus, and he was a ruler of the synagogue. He fell down
at Jesus' feet, and begged him to come into his house, for he had an only daughter,
about twelve years of age, and she was dying. But as he went, the
multitudes pressed against him. A woman who had a flow of blood
for twelve years, who had spent all her living on physicians, and could
not be healed by any, came behind him, and touched the
fringe of his cloak, and immediately the flow of her blood stopped.
Jesus said, "Who touched me?" When all denied it, Peter and those with him said, "Master, the
multitudes press and jostle you, and you say, 'Who touched
me?'"
But Jesus said, "Someone did touch me, for I perceived that power has gone
out of me." When the woman saw that she was
not hidden, she came trembling, and falling down before him declared to
him in the presence of all the people the reason why she had touched him,
and how she was healed immediately. He said to her, "Daughter, cheer up. Your faith has made you well. Go in
peace." While he still spoke,
one from the ruler of the synagogue's house came, saying to him,
"Your daughter is dead. Don't trouble the Teacher."
But Jesus hearing it,
answered him, "Don't be afraid. Only believe, and she
will be healed." When he came to the
house, he didn't allow anyone to enter in, except Peter, John, James, the
father of the child, and her mother. All were weeping and mourning
her, but he said, "Don't weep. She isn't dead, but
sleeping." They were ridiculing
him, knowing that she was dead. But he put them all outside, and
taking her by the hand, he called, saying, "Child,
arise!" Her
spirit returned, and she rose up immediately. He commanded that something
be given to her to eat. Her parents were amazed, but he
charged them to tell no one what had been done.