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JESUS AND THE LITTLE GIRL
By Gustav Richter (1823-1884) |
| "The healing of His seamless dress Is by our beds of pain; We touch Him in life's throng and press, And we are whole again. "Through Him the first fond prayers are said Our lips of childhood frame, The last low whispers of our dead Are burdened with His name." |
| --John Greenleaf Whittier |
One day a great multitude was gathered about Jesus as he taught by the sea. And there cometh one of the rulers of the synagogue, Jairus by name; and seeing him, he falleth at his feet, and beseecheth him much, saying:--
"My little daughter is at the point of death: I pray thee, that thou come and lay hands on her, that she may be made whole, and live."
And he went with him; and a great multitude followed him.
As he approached the house, people came out, who said to Jairus:--
"Thy daughter is dead; why troublest thou the Master any further?"