And Je-sus went with him, and so did the twelve, and all the crowd that had come up to hear Je-sus preach. And in the throng was a wo-man who had been sick for twelve years. She had spent all she had to try to be made well; but all the drugs she took did her no good, and no one could seem to help her case. So she went on from bad to worse.
When she heard of Je-sus she came up with the crowd at his back, and put out her hand and touched the hem of his robe. For, she said, if I may touch but his clothes I shall be made well. And as soon as she had done this she felt that she was cured.
All this was known to Je-sus, and yet he faced the crowd and said, Who touched me?
Pe-ter said that some one in the throng had been pushed up close to him and thought it strange that Je-sus did not know it.
Je-sus said, Someone touched me, and he looked round to see who had done it.
When the wo-man saw that Je-sus knew all, and that she could not hide from him, she shook with fear, and fell down at his feet, and told him why she had touched him, and how that touch had made her well.
Je-sus said to her, Be of good cheer. Thy faith in me hath made thee well.
While he yet spoke to her, there came one from the house of Ja-i-rus, who said to him, Thy child is dead.
When Je-sus heard it he said, Fear not. Trust in me and she shall be made well. And when he came to the house, he found a great crowd there, who wept and mourned the loss of the young child.