He turned to the father and mother: "Be comforted.

Prepare some food for your daughter." Then He took hold of the child's cold hand, and whispered: "Little girl! Little girl! wake up, it is morning." The mother uttered a cry of joy, for the child opened her eyes.

He stood by, and they seemed to hear Him say: "Arise, my child.

You are too young to have gained heaven yet.

The Father must be long sought so that He may be the more beloved.