And seeing a great herd of swine Upon the mountain side, Begged His consent to enter them, With which the Lord complied. But though there were two thousand swine They could not fight nor flee, The legion entered them, and all Rushed headlong in the sea. And they that fed the swine, alarmed, Ran hastily away, And told in town and country round The wonders of that day. Then every one went out to see What wondrous things were done, And still and calm the country lay, And all the swine were gone. And he who long had raged around, A terror to mankind, Sat peacefully at Jesus' feet, Clothed, and of rightful mind. And they who saw the miracle, With eager tongues revealed How he of legion once possessed So suddenly was healed. Then the whole multitude from all The country round appear, And beg the Lord to leave their coasts For they were filled with fear. Now, as the Lord took ship again, The man thus saved from woe, Prayed that he might be with the Christ, Wherever He should go. But Jesus answered: "Nay, return To thine own house, and tell What God hath done for thee, and hence With thine own kindred dwell." And the man did as Jesus said, And told to great and small Of his most glad deliverance From Satan's dreadful thrall. The Daughter of Jarius. IT came to pass as Jesus thence Returned, across the sea, Many He found awaiting Him-- The men of Galilee. And behold, Jarius, ruler of The synagogue, drew near, And knelt at Jesus' feet, and prayed, In great distress and fear, That Jesus to his house would go And heal his dying child-- A little daughter, twelve years old, In manners sweet and mild. Then Jesus, whose glad work it was To cheer each broken heart, Went with him, followed by the crowd, Who would not from Him part. And a poor woman, suffering From a severe disease, Who, for twelve years, her money all Had spent in doctors' fees; When told that He was passing by Came in the crowd, behind, And said: "If I may touch His clothes, I sure relief shall find." And, stooping down, she gently touched His garment's hem: when, lo! She felt the fountain of her plague Had ceased at once to flow. When He, perceiving in Himself Some loss of power Divine, Turned and demanded of the crowd: "Who touched this robe of mine?" Then His disciples said to Him: "The people throng round Thee, They closely press on every side, And sayest Thou: "Who touched me?'" But He still looked around, when she, Knowing she was not hid, Came, trembling, fell down at His feet, And told Him what she did. But He said, kindly: "Daughter, thou This act must not deplore, Thy faith hath healed thee, go in peace; No plague shall vex thee more!"