had an issue of blood twelve years, and had suffered many things of many physicians, and had spent all she had, and was nothing bettered, but rather grew worse,—when she had heard of Jesus, came in the press behind, and touched his garment. For she said, if I may touch but His clothes, I shall be whole. And immediately the fountain of her blood was dried up; and she felt in her body, that she was healed of that plague. 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?' And He looked round about to see her that had done this thing. But the woman fearing and trembling, knowing what was done in her, came and fell down before Him, and told Him all the truth. And He said unto er, 'Daughter, thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace, and be whole of thy plague.'" This is, in some respects, a remarkable case, as it exhibits to us in a striking manner a present God in the form of Jesus. It was not necessary for Him to act, or use any exertion—not even to speak— but simply His being there was enough; there He stood, a fountain of life and health, and all who chose to come and drink of that fountain, would be revived and restored. They had but to touch His garment, and they were healed. Does not this case show, in a simple but distinct manner, both the degree and the character of the Divine power,—that it is irresistible, and that its effect is to heal and to bless?
But that that power extends further than to disease,—that it reaches even to death itself, and is its master—appears from the following touching case, selected from among many. "He went into a city called Nain; and many of His disciples went with Him, and much
