In loud voices they cried out, »Jesus, Rabbi, take pity on us.«
Here a Canaanitish woman of the district came out and persistently cried out, »Sir, Son of David, pity me; my daughter is cruelly harassed by a demon.«
As Jesus passed on, two blind men followed Him, shouting and saying, »Pity us, Son of David.«
»and often it has thrown him into the fire or into pools of water to destroy him. But, if you possibly can, have pity on us and help us.«
Perceiving this, He said to them, »Go and show yourselves to the Priests.« And while on their way to do this they were made clean.
»Rabbi,« replied Peter, »all night long we have worked hard and caught nothing; but at your command I will let down the nets.«
