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Is all well, the king asked, with my son Absalom? And Achimaas answered, There was a great stir round about Joab when he sent me, thy servant, on my errand; I can tell thee no more. (2 Samuel 18, 29)
Then the king asked Chusi, Is all well with my son Absalom? My lord king, Chusi answered, may all thy enemies, and all that conspire to thy hurt, fare as the prince has fared! (2 Samuel 18, 32)
And with that, the king went up to the room over the gate in bitter sorrow, and wept there. O, my son Absalom, he said as he went, my son, my son Absalom! Would to God I had died instead of thee, Absalom, my son, my son! (2 Samuel 18, 33)
Word came back to Joab that the king was in tears, mourning over his son; (2 Samuel 19, 1)
and all the while the king hid his face away, and went on crying aloud, My son Absalom, Absalom, my son, my son! (2 Samuel 19, 4)
At last Joab made his way into the royal lodging, and said to the king, Here is a fine day’s work, to make all thy followers go about hanging their heads! The men who have saved thee and thy sons and daughters, thy wives and concubines, from peril of death! (2 Samuel 19, 5)
Semei the son of Gera, the Benjamite, hastened to bear them company, welcoming king David (2 Samuel 19, 16)
with a thousand of his own tribesmen; there was Siba, too, that had once been a servant in the court of Saul, with his fifteen sons and twenty servants of his, and these, plunging into the Jordan (2 Samuel 19, 17)
before the king could reach it, were across the ford, ready to escort his household and wait upon his bidding. Semei, Gera’s son, was no sooner across Jordan than he fell at the king’s feet; (2 Samuel 19, 18)
At this, Abisai son of Sarvia would have Semei put to death, for the curses he uttered against an anointed king. (2 Samuel 19, 21)
What, sons of Sarvia, David answered, will you never give me rest? This day, of all others, would you mar my peace? No Israelite shall lose his life this day, which has taught me for the first time that I am king in Israel. (2 Samuel 19, 22)
I am eighty years old now; are my senses still keen, to tell sweet from bitter? Can thy servant take pleasure in food and drink? Can my ear catch the tone of songster and songstress? Nay, I would not be a burden to my lord the king; (2 Samuel 19, 35)
