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35 The battle increased that day, and [Ahab] the king was propped up in his chariot facing the Syrians, and at nightfall he died. And the blood of his wound flowed onto the floor of the chariot.

36 And there went a cry throughout the army about sundown, saying, Every man to his city and his own country,

37 For the king is dead! And [Ahab] was brought to Samaria, where they buried him.

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35 All day long the battle raged, and the king was propped up in his chariot facing the Arameans. The blood from his wound ran onto the floor of the chariot, and that evening he died. 36 As the sun was setting, a cry spread through the army: “Every man to his town. Every man to his land!”(A)

37 So the king died and was brought to Samaria, and they buried him there.

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