A.33 And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom,
B. my son, my son
D. would God I had died for thee,
C’. O Absalom,
B’. my son, my son!
A’.1 And it was told Joab, Behold, the king weepeth and mourneth for Absalom.