“We two will go to the House.” Then went the two
to the house. The mother came, she wept, said “Alas! alas! my
little girl is dead.” Many women were weeping, said “Alas!
the little girl is dead.” Immanuel said “Cease weeping. Not
the girl is dead; only she is asleep.” All of them laughed;
they verily her to‐be‐dead knew. Immanuel by hand took
the girl, said “damsel arise.” Then the girl alive became,
arose, words spoke. The mother, father also, very glad.

Another time, two men blind sat by the way.
Immanuel there came; the two blind heard, they cried aloud,
“Immanuel, King, Son of David, look!
pity us.” Many people said “Have done! cease
ye to cry aloud.” The men blind again cried aloud
“King, Son of David, look! pity us!”

Then Immanuel stood still, said “What you will say? What
I shall do?” They said “King, grant
us to see.” Then Immanuel them eyes touches;
instantly they are able to see.

Many bad men Immanuel seized. They
on his head thorns bound. They indeed a log laid, another
log across they laid: they indeed Immanuel laid down; hands
they pierced, feet they pierced; on cross fastened. They the cross
raised, Immanuel on the cross hanging. Soon Immanuel
died. Soon after a man with a spear his side pierced; blood flowed.

In evening they verily Immanuel in ground laid, covered.
Immanuel the night lay dead in ground; also one day he lay