It came to pass as Jesus thence
Returned, across the sea,
Many He found awaiting Him--
The men of Galilee.
And behold, Jarius, ruler of
The synagogue, drew near,
And knelt at Jesus' feet, and prayed,
In great distress and fear,
That Jesus to his house would go
And heal his dying child--
A little daughter, twelve years old,
In manners sweet and mild.
Then Jesus, whose glad work it was
To cheer each broken heart,
Went with him, followed by the crowd,
Who would not from Him part.
And a poor woman, suffering
From a severe disease,
Who, for twelve years, her money all
Had spent in doctors' fees;
When told that He was passing by
Came in the crowd, behind,
And said : "If I may touch His clothes,
I sure relief shall find."
And, stooping down, she gently touched
His garment's hem : when lo!
She felt the fountain of her plague
He ceased at once to flow.
When He, percieving in Himself
Sone loss of power Divine,
Turned and demanded of the crowd :
"Who touched this robe of mine?"
Then His disciples said to Him :
"The people throng round Thee,
They closely press on every side,
And sayest Thou : "Who touched me?"
But He still looked around, when she,
Knowing she was not hid,
Came, trembling, fell down at His feet,
And told Him what she did.
But He said, kindly : "Daughter, thou
This act must not deplore,
Thy faith hath healed thee, go in peace:
No plague shall vex thee more!"
And while He spoke, from Jairus' house
Came messengers who said :
"Trouble the Master now no more;
The little maid is dead."
But Jesus to the ruler truned,
And said : "You need not grieve;
All shall be well with thee and thine,
If only thou believe."
Before He reached the ruler's house,
He told the rest to wait,
And none but Peter, James and John,
Went with Him through the gate.
And when He entered in the house,
He found it full of grief,
Nor did the mourning company
Expect from Him relief.
Then He said gently to the friends :
"Why make this noise, and weep?
The damsel is not truely dead,
But taketh rest in sleep."
And they all laughed--a laugh of scorn--
Well knowing she was dead,
When He turned out the sneering crowd,
And calmly onward led.
The father and the mother, who
No doubting did betray,
And His believing followers,
To where the maiden lay;
Then took her gently by the hand,
And said, with pitying eyes :
"Talitha Cumi; damsel, I
Now say to thee arise."
Then instantly the maid arose,
And walked upon her feet,
When He in kindness ordered that
They give her food to eat.
