The ruler's fair daughter had suddenly died, And Jesus, the Healer, was called to her side. He, looking upon her with pitying eyes Said, "Talitha Cumi," "maiden, arise." Maiden arise, maiden arise, Talitha Cumi, maiden, arise! The Master hath spoken, her eyelids unclose With smailes and thanksgiving the maiden arose! And hushed were the sobbings and stilled were the sighs, At, "Talitha Cumi," "maiden, arise." Maiden arise, maiden arise, Talitha Cumi, maiden, arise! Oh, daughters of suffering, Jesus yet lives And patient and comfort and healing He gives, He raises the fallen and answers their cries With "Talitha Cumi," "maiden, arise." Maiden arise, maiden arise, Talitha Cumi, maiden, arise!