THE STORY OF JAIRUS'S DAUGHTER
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For Classes Iv. And V.
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Children Stories To Tell
Once, while Jesus was journeying about, He passed near a town where a man
named Jairus lived. This man was a ruler in the synagogue, and he had just
one little daughter about twelve years of age. At the time that Jesus was
there the little daughter was very sick, and at last she lay a-dying.
Her father heard that there was a wonderful man near the town, who was
healing sick people whom no one else could help, and in h
s despair he ran
out into the streets to search for Him. He found Jesus walking in the
midst of a crowd of people, and when he saw Him he fell down at Jesus feet
and besought Him to come into his house, to heal his daughter. And Jesus
said, Yes, he would go with him. But there were so many people begging to
be healed, and so many looking to see what happened, that the crowd
thronged them, and kept them from moving fast. And before they reached the
house one of the man's servants came to meet them, and said, "Thy daughter
is dead; trouble not the Master to come farther."
But instantly Jesus turned to the father and said, "Fear not; only
believe, and she shall be made whole." And He went on with Jairus, to the
house.
When they came to the house, they heard the sound of weeping and
lamentation; the household was mourning for the little daughter, who was
dead. Jesus sent all the strangers away from the door, and only three of
His disciples and the father and mother of the child went in with Him. And
when He was within, He said to the mourning people, "Weep not; she is not
dead; she sleepeth."
When He had passed, they laughed Him to scorn, for they knew that she was
dead.
Then Jesus left them all, and went alone into the chamber where the little
daughter lay. And when He was there, alone, He went up to the bed where
she was, and bent over her, and took her by the hand. And He said,
"Maiden, arise."
And her spirit came unto her again! And she lived, and grew up in her
father's house.