The Dying Daughter

She lay there on her sick bed,
Sweat drops on her brow!
Her father was in anguish –
She must be healed right now!

Her skin was pale, her body weak,
She found it hard to breathe!
Jairus had tried everything,
But nothing brought relief!

He sat there on his daughter’s bed –
A tear fell from his eye!
He watched her life slowly slip away.
He prayed to God, “Oh why?”

He ruled the local synagogue;
He prayer three times a day!
Why did God want to take
His little girl away?

He’d heard about a Teacher –
One they said could heal!
But could he risk going to Him,
How would the Pharisees feel?

They would not want him to go
To the One they call the Christ!
But Jairus loved his daughter so,
He wanted to give her life!

Then he heard a terrific noise,
The news was spreading around!
Jesus the Great Physician,
Was coming to his town!

His only hope was to find this Man
Who could fully heal his child!
He had heard so much about Him;
How He was gentle, loving and mild!

Pushing through the excited crowds,
He found Jesus and fell at His feet!
He begged and pleaded for Jesus to come
And make his daughter complete!

Jesus set off to the house
But people thronged around!
Pushing, shoving from everywhere –
No quick way could be found!

Jairus wanted to get home quickly!
His daughter lay near death,
For every minute that went by,
Could be her final breath!

Suddenly the Teacher stopped!
Why does He linger so?
“Who has touched Me,” were His words,
“Who has touched My robe?”

Jairus wondered why He’d stopped:
Time wasn’t on his side!
His daughter lay there weak and ill –
Perhaps she’d already died!

The woman knelt at Jesus’ feet.
“Sir, I touched Your hem,
Then suddenly I felt Your power –
I’m fully healed again!”

“My dear daughter don’t you tremble –
New life begins right here!
Your faith has healed you of this ill –
Go, and do not fear!”

Suddenly, while Jesus spoke,
A servant came and cried,
“You need not bother the Teacher now,
For you beloved daughter’s died!”

The mourners wept, the mourners wailed!
They told Jesus He was too late!
The little girl had passed away –
That was her awful fate!

 But Jesus turned to them and said,
“She is not dead, but sleeping!
Why have you come to this place
With your wailing and your weeping?”

Jesus took Jairus’ arm,
“Do not fear, only believe,
Your daughter is not dead, you see
Because I can make her live!”

In the house the Master saw
The mother, tears in her eyes!
Jesus took the girl’s hand
And said, “Dear child, arise!”

She opened her eyes and sat up.
Her Healer she could see.
Jesus turned to Jairus,
“A secret this must be!

“Now fetch your child some food to eat
And give her some refreshing water!
Go, praise God for all He’s done,
For giving you back your daughter!”

Jesus is the only One
With power over life and death!
He came, you see, to Calvary
To give us spiritual breath!