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1 And it was tolde Ioab, Behold, the King weepeth and mourneth for Absalom. 2 Therefore the victorie of that day was turned into mourning to all the people: for the people heard say that day, The King soroweth for his sonne. 3 And the people went that day into the citie secretly, as people confounded hide them selues when they flee in battell. 4 So the King hid his face, and the King cryed with a loude voyce, My sonne Absalom, Absalom my sonne, my sonne. 2 Samuel 19:1-4, Geneva Bible of 1587. Public domain.
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