And having crossed over, they came to land at Gennesaret and anchored there. And after they had left the boat, the people, having recognised him, ran through that whole region and began to bring those who were ill on their mats, to  wherever they heard he was. And whenever he entered villages, towns or the countryside, they would put the sick in the marketplace and beg him that they might at least touch the tassels on the fringe of his robe.

And as many as touched him were healed.

O Love, O God who created me, in your love recreate me.
O Love, who redeemed me,
fill up in me whatever part of your love
has fallen into neglect within me.
O Love, O God, who first loved me,
grant that with my whole heart,
and with my whole soul,
and with my whole strength,
I may love you.

Gertrude the Great