“What do you want?” he asked her. “I am a poor widow, sir,” she answered. “My husband is dead.
God heard the boy crying, and from heaven the angel of God spoke to Hagar, “What are you troubled about, Hagar? Don't be afraid. God has heard the boy crying.
Tamar went home, took off her veil, and put her widow's clothes back on.
The woman went to the king, bowed down to the ground in respect, and said, “Help me, Your Majesty!”
Sir, I had two sons, and one day they got into a quarrel out in the fields, where there was no one to separate them, and one of them killed the other.