And when Jesus, in the boat, had crossed over again to the other side, a great crowd gathered together around him, and he was beside the sea.
And one of the synagogue leaders came, Jairus by name, and seeing him,
he fell at his feet and begged him earnestly, saying
‘My little daughter is dying. Come and lay your hands on her
so that she might be healed and live.’
And he went with him.
And a great crowd followed him, and pressed around him.
And a woman-
having a flow of blood for twelve years,
and having suffered terribly under many doctors
and having spent all that she had,
and having no benefit in any way
but rather having grown worse,
having heard about Jesus
having come from behind in the crowd
– touched his cloak.
For she said ‘Even if I touch only his cloak I will be healed.’
And immediately the flow of blood stopped
and she knew in her body that she was healed from the suffering.
And immediately Jesus knew in himself that power had gone out from him,
Having turned around in the crowd, said: ‘Who touched my cloak?’
And his disciples said to him: ‘You see the crowd pressing around you, and you say “Who touched me?”’
And he was looking around to see who had done this.
But the woman, fearful and trembling,
knowing what had happened to her, came and fell before him
and told him the whole truth.
He said to her ‘Daughter, your faith has made you well.
Go in peace and be healed of your suffering.’
God be in head and in my understanding;
God be in my eyes and in my looking;
God be in my mouth and in my speaking;
God be in my heart and in my thinking;
God be at my end and at my departing.