IN THOSE DAYS, there came to Jesus a man named Jairus, a leader of the synagogue. He fell at Jesus’ feet and begged Him to come to his house, for Jairus had an only daughter, about twelve years old, who was dying.
As Jesus went, the crowds pressed in on Him. Now there was a woman who had been suffering from hemorrhages for twelve years, and though she had spent all she had on physicians, no one could heal her. She came up behind Jesus and touched the fringe of His garment, and immediately her hemorrhage stopped. Then Jesus asked, “Who touched Me?” When all denied it, Peter and those with him, said, “Master, the crowds surround You and press in on You, and You ask, ‘Who touched Me?’” But Jesus said, “Someone touched Me, for I perceived that power had gone out from Me.” When the woman saw that she could not remain hidden, she came trembling, and falling down before Jesus, she confessed in the presence of all the people why she had touched Him, and how she had been immediately healed. He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well, go in peace.”
While Jesus was still speaking, someone came from Jairus’ house, saying to him, “Your daughter is dead, do not trouble the Teacher any longer.” When Jesus heard this, He replied, “Do not fear. Only believe, and she will be healed.” When He came to the house, He did not allow anyone to enter with Him, except Peter, John, and James, and the girl’s father and mother. Now everyone was weeping and wailing for her, but He said, “Do not weep, for she is not dead but sleeping.” And they laughed at Him, knowing that she was dead. But Jesus put them all outside, took the girl by the hand, and called out, “Child, arise!” Her spirit returned, and she got up at once. Then Jesus directed them to give her something to eat. And her parents were amazed, but He ordered them to tell no one what had happened.