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as the Lord is a living God, you are no better than dead men, you that watch so ill over your master, the king he has anointed. Look about thee, and see what has become of the king’s spear, and the pitcher of water that was by his head. (1 Samuel 26, 16)
Why must the earth be stained with my blood, under the Lord’s eye?✻ A fine quarry for the king of Israel! A flea, a partridge on the hills, (1 Samuel 26, 20)
but as he looked down on the Philistine camp he was dismayed, and sorely his heart misgave him. (1 Samuel 28, 5)
So Achis sent for David, and said to him, As the Lord is a living God, I know thee for a good man and true; thy place is at my side in battle, and never to this day from the day when first thou camest to me have I had any fault to find with thee. But the chiefs look askance at thee; (1 Samuel 29, 6)
and he turned to look behind him; saw, and hailed me, and learned I was ready at his command; (2 Samuel 1, 7)
Where the blood of slain men, the flesh of warriors beckoned, never the bow of Jonathan hung back, never the sword of Saul went empty from the feast. (2 Samuel 1, 22)
till at last Abner looked behind him, and asked if he were Asael. When he learned that it was so, (2 Samuel 2, 20)
and again Abner warned him, Turn back, and follow me no more; must I strike thee down, and never again look thy brother Joab in the face? (2 Samuel 2, 22)
And here are wretches that have murdered an innocent man in his own home, as he lay asleep; do you think I will not exact blood-vengeance from you, rid the land of you? (2 Samuel 4, 11)
They had reached the threshing-floor of Nachon, when the oxen began to kick and tilted the ark to one side; whereupon Oza put out his hand and caught hold of it. (2 Samuel 6, 6)
And as it came into David’s Keep, there was Michol, Saul’s daughter, looking on from her window; she saw king David leaping and dancing in the Lord’s presence, and her heart despised him. (2 Samuel 6, 16)
For the wrong thou hast done in robbing Urias the Hethite of his wife, to make her thine, murder shall be the heirloom of thy own race. (2 Samuel 12, 10)
