21 For she said till hersel, “Gin I can but touch his mantle, I sal be weel!”
And entreatit him that they micht but touch the border oʼ his garment; and aʼ that touched were made hale.
For he healed a hantle oʼ them; and they wiʼ plagues pressʼt on him to touch him.
And aʼ the thrang socht to touch him, for thar gaed forth pooer frae him, and healed aʼ.
Sae that frae his body to the sick anes war carryʼt naipkins and aprons, and the illnesses gaed frae them: foul spirits eke gaed oot.