And a woman of Canaan came out of these parts and wailed, "Have pity on me, Lord, O Son of David! My daughter is cruelly possessed by a daemon."
As Jesus passed along from there, he was followed by two blind men who shrieked, "Son of David, have pity on us!"
"Ah, sir," he said, "have pity on my son; he is an epileptic and he suffers cruelly, he often falls into the fire and often into the water.
But the taxgatherer stood far away and would not lift even his eyes to heaven, but beat his breast, saying, 'O God, have mercy on me for my sins!'
and lifted up their voice, saying, "Jesus, master, have pity on us."
The fame of him spread all through the surrounding country, and people brought him all their sick, those who suffered from all manner of disease and pain, demoniacs, epileptics, and paralytics; he healed them all.
The birth-roll of Jesus Christ, the son of David, the son of Abraham.
But he made no answer to her. Then his disciples came up and pressed him, saying, "Send her away, she is wailing behind us."
Those who were annoyed with unclean spirits also were healed.