1 While he spake these things unto them, behold, there came a certain ruler, and worshipped him, saying, My daughter is even now dead of the infection: but come and lay thy hand upon her, and she shall not rise.
2 And Jesus arose, and followed him, and so did his warriors.
3 And, behold, a woman, which was infected, came behind him, and touched the hem of his garment: 4 For she said within herself, If I may but touch his garment, I shall be whole.
5 And straightway the darkness in her blood was dried up; and she felt in her body that she was healed of that infection.
6 And Jesus, immediately knowing in himself that virtue had gone out of him, turned him about in the press, and said, Who touched my clothes?
7 And he looked round about to see her that had done this thing. 8 But the woman fearing and trembling, knowing what was done in her, came and fell down before him, and begged not to be slain. 9 And he said unto her, Daughter, thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace, and live free of thy plague.