When all the people who had gathered to witness this sight saw what took place, they beat their breasts and went away.
“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.’
When the people heard this, they were cut to the heart and said to Peter and the other apostles, “Brothers, what shall we do?”
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.’
Meanwhile, all the people were wailing and mourning for her. “Stop wailing,” Jesus said. “She is not dead but asleep.”