And the sovereign covered his face, and the sovereign cried out with a loud voice, “O my son Aḇ
And Yo’aḇ
And Dawiḏ
And the sovereign was shaken, and went up to the room over the gate, and wept. And as he went, he said this, “O my son Aḇ
And the people stole back into the city that day, as people who are ashamed steal away when they flee in battle.