When all the people who had gathered to witness this sight saw what took place, they beat their breasts and went away.
After I strayed, I repented; after I came to understand, I beat my breast. I was ashamed and humiliated because I bore the disgrace of my youth.’
“But the tax collector stood at a distance. He would not even look up to heaven, but beat his breast and said, ‘God, have mercy on me, a sinner.’
Meanwhile, all the people were wailing and mourning for her. “Stop wailing,” Jesus said. “She is not dead but asleep.”
When the people heard this, they were cut to the heart and said to Peter and the other apostles, “Brothers, what shall we do?”