21 Then Jesus withdrew into the confines of Tyre and Sidon;

22 and behold! a Canaanitish woman of these territories came to him, crying, Master, Son of David, have pity on me; my daughter is grievously afflicted by a demon.

23 But he gave her no answer. Then his disciples interposed, and entreated him, saying, Dismiss her, for she clamors after us.

24 He answering said, My mission is only to the lost sheep of the stock of Israel.

25 She, nevertheless, advanced, and prostrating herself before him, said, O Lord, help me.

26 He replied, It is not seemly to take the children's bread, and throw it to the dogs.

27 True, Sir, returned she. Yet even the dogs are allowed the crumbs which fall from their master's table.

28 Then Jesus, answering, said to her, O woman! great is your faith. Be it to you as you desire. And that instant her daughter was healed.