25 Now there was a woman who had had a hemorrhage for twelve years,

26 and had suffered many things of many physicians, and had spent all that she had, but was no better; on the contrary, rather grew worse.

27 She had heard about Jesus, so she came in the crowd behind and touched his cloak.

28 "If I can touch even his clothes," she kept saying to herself, "I shall get well."

29 At once the fountain of her blood was dried up, and she felt in her body that she was cured of her complaint.

30 Jesus, instantly conscious that the power within him had gone forth, turned about in the crowd, and said, "Who touched my clothes?"

31 "You see the crowd thronging about you," said his disciples, "and yet you say, Who touched me?"

32 But he kept looking about to see who had done it,

33 and the woman knowing what had happened to her, came in fear and trembling, and fell down before him, and told him all the truth.

34 "Daughter," he said, "your faith has saved you. Go in peace, and be cured of your complaint."