When Jesus returned, the people were expecting him, and welcomed him. Then a man appeared-- Jairus was his name; he was president of the synagogue. Throwing himself down at Jesus' feet he begged him to come to his house, because he had an only daughter, about twelve years old, who was dying. And while Jesus was on his way, he could hardly breathe for the crowds.
Among them was a woman who had suffered from haemorrhages for twelve years; and nobody had been able to cure her. She came up from behind and touched the edge of his cloak; and at once her haemorrhage stopped.
Jesus said, "Who was it that touched me?"
All disclaimed it; and Peter and his companions said, "Master, the crowds are hemming you in and pressing upon you."
But Jesus said, "Somebody did touch me, for I felt power go out from me."
Then the woman, seeing that she was detected, came trembling and fell at his feet. Before all the people she explained why she had touched him and how she had been cured.
He said to her, "My daughter, your faith has cured you. God in peace."
While he was speaking, a man came from the president's house with the message, "Your daughter has died; trouble the rabbi no further."
But Jesus heard, and interposed. "Do not be afraid," he said. "Only show faith, and she will be well again." On arrival at the house he allowed no one to go in with him except Peter, John, and James, and the child's father and mother. All were weeping and lamenting for her. He said, "Weep no more; she is not dead; she is asleep."
But they only laughed at him, knowing she was dead.
But Jesus took hold of her hand and called her, "Get up, child."
Her spirit returned; she stood up immediately; and he told them to get her something to eat. Her parents were astounded; but he forbade them to tell anyone what had happened.