Then Yehonathan gave his weapons to the youth and said to him, “Go, take them to the city.”
But the youth knew not a speck. Only Yehonathan and Dawiḏ knew of the matter.
And as soon as the youth had gone, Dawiḏ rose up from the south side, and fell on his face to the ground, and bowed down three times. And they kissed one another. And they wept together, but Dawiḏ more so.