So ought not this woman, being a daughter of Abraham, whom Satan has bound, lo, these eighteen years, should she not be loosed from this bond on the Sabbath?"

and certain women who had been healed of evil spirits and infirmities; Mary called Magdalene, from whom seven demons had gone out,

So the devil went out from the Lord, and smote Job with sore boils from [his] feet to [his] head.

Pity me, O Lord; for I am weak: heal me, O Lord; for my bones are vexed.

And as they were going out, behold, they brought to Him a mute man, being demon-possessed.

And when the demon was cast out, the mute spoke. And the crowds marveled, saying, "It was never seen like this in Israel!"

And when He got out on the land, there met Him a certain man from the city who had demons for a long time. And he wore no clothes, nor did he live in a house, but among the tombs.

Now a woman, having a flow of blood for twelve years, who though she had spent [her] whole livelihood on physicians, was not able to be healed by anyone,

So He asked his father, "How long a time has it been [that] it has happened like this to him?" And he said, "From childhood.

Now there was certain man there who had an ailment [for] thirty-eight years.

When Jesus saw this [man] lying there, and knew that he already had been in [that condition] a long time, He said to him, "Do you wish to become well?"

And they asked them, saying, "Is this your son, who you say was born blind? How then does he now see?"

but how he now sees we do not know, or who opened his eyes we do not know. He is of age; ask him. He will speak for himself."

And a man lame from his mother's womb was being carried, whom they would lay each day at the gate of the temple which is called Beautiful, to ask alms from those who entered the temple;

For the man was over forty, on whom had come about this sign of healing.

And a certain man in Lystra, powerless in his feet, was sitting, lame from his mother's womb, who had never walked.

said with a loud voice, "Stand up straight on your feet!" And he was jumping and walking about.

I have been wretched and bowed down continually; I went with a mourning countenance all the day.

Why are you downcast, O my soul? And why do you trouble me? Hope in God; for I will give thanks to Him; [He is] the salvation of my countenance.

The Lord supports all that are falling, and sets up all that are broken down.

The Lord gives wisdom to the blind; the Lord sets up the broken down; the Lord loves the righteous:; the Lord preserves the strangers;